My Heart is Unaffected by Your Dagger
“…deregulation would drive “a dagger straight into the heart of the climate change religion.” –EPA Administrator Lee Zeldin; as quoted in the New York Times, May 24, 2025, on the gutting of power plant regulations
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I sing from my hymnal of data points
collected high atop Mauna Loa
lonely high notes burned clean of hope
spiraling, they scald my throat
[and still: I believe]
My faith is evidence-based
it warms me like heat warnings
wilting Alaska in June;
it stings my eyes like orange-brown
clouds of wildfire smoke
rolling across Iowa
[I weep and I believe]
My prayer book bids me
Do not pollute the land where you are
My prayer book chides me
Do not defile the land where you live
[so long as I believe, I shall not be lost]
My religious mission, to listen
to the birds of the sky (even as the sky empties)
and to witness the fish perishing in hotter seas
(oceans heating, coral reefs bleaching)
[I believe and I weep]
My morning prayer: may seeds
of weedy sense be rooted
in the soil beneath us all—even
those most greedily deluded
[somehow, I believe]
The time has come (as Matthew forewarned) to beware
false prophets, who come dressed in sheep’s clothing
but inwardly are ravenous wolves—
hungry ghosts, I call them
[their daggers cannot touch me, so long as I believe]
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Shewwww! Love this–and I’ve enjoyed your writing this month. “My religious mission, to listen to the birds of the sky…” Keep listening! And the faith!
Thanks, Shaun, appreciate your comments.
Powerful, well crafted poem. Every line pulses. The use of the brackets is brilliant. The words there hold resilience and hope.
Thanks, Pam. Here’s to resilience and hope for us all!