July 15, 2013

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No more
security,

just spycurity.

No more sleeping
in peace,

only sleeping
while watched.

2007

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crucified to the grid

January 20, 2012

An insidious plutocracy

of earth rapists

oblige my consumption.

They charge me monthly,

until I die.

 

photo source:Electromagnetic Fountain


until

November 11, 2011

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until there are no soldiers
we have all died in vain


a pine by Richard Aston

December 16, 2010

This poem is from a collection: “Gas, Fire, and Water from Marcellus Shale”, a collection of poems and drawings of John Bromberg’s sculptures by Richard Aston which has the aim of making people aware of the time involved in the life cycle of gas from Marcellus shale (100 million years), and acquire an appreciation for the water which is threatened by the process of drilling for and extracting the gas. What right do we have to use all this gas in one century? How will this process affect future generations? A thematic poem goes:

GAS

How long has it been since you felt the sun, turned toward it, put out a flower, fed a flighty thing after your nectar?

How did you bear the weight pressing on you, the millions of years, the rocks and the sea?

Was it me you were fixing to attend,
I who burn you,
use the energy that you stored so long, all of it for me?

For what purpose?

To go where?

John Bromberg is a prolific artist working in Northeastern Pennsylvania, and Richard Aston published most of the poems, primarily in the region.