A Political Education – A Sputnik Poem


We are an intermediary in the fast openings
and our jelly backbone ends a long, slow journey.
Almost cooked? The world of the fast days
turns like a neglected globe
in overcrowded children’s rooms
where plastic polluted seas shine like shoals of illuminating pearls.
The sun is at the centre as a great explanatory abracadabra:
A mom in her absolute ace finally realizes:
educating earth’s population is completely impossible.

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