Magnolias and cherries bloom in the spring, <br />In car-curve cornered Levittown, <br />Blushing compromise pink, a Kleenex shade, <br />Mixed from red stripes for city, <br />And white stripes for country, <br />And stars, which are pastoral dreams. <br /> <br />Cluttered, unyielding colors, <br />Emblems of burgeoning power, <br />ARCO and GULF and EXXON, <br />Cry “Small to the Wall! ” as before. <br /> <br />High tension wires hum in the wind, <br />In the mist they mention the future. <br />“The first are just dying born to cars <br />And they act as if now is forever.” <br /> <br />“A moment, a speeding moment, <br />A sun story too short for telling.” <br />The hills, <br />Squeaking a little without their oil, <br />Could say, but don't, <br />And the clamor of azalea petals <br />Counts the miles to market.<br /><br />Stewart McKenzie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/polemic-02-fuel-fossils/
