Monday, April 18, 2011

Mass Evacuation
April 15 2011


All the people had fled
in the emergency.
Dinner left
cooling on the kitchen table,
that will spawn maggots and mould
and turn to hard brown crust.
Tableau’s of daily life
under fine-grained dust,
rendered poignant
by lifeless objects 
a door ajar, an open book,
its pages riffling in the scorching breeze
until they yellow
and stiffen.

The entire city
evicted.
Leaving a deathly stillness
that speaks of feverish haste.
Like a sentence, cut off
in the middle of a word.
Or a modern Pompeii, preserved  
same as us, same petty concerns,
who didn’t see it coming
either.

Invisible poison
falling out.

A mass migration
before the invaders,
the inundation
of an angry sea.

A dark spot
on the X-ray
they said was routine.
When you  look the same
but everything’s changed
completely.

Or the empty chair
pushed back from the table
which will always be hers.
Was she taken away
by some force of nature?
Or did she flee
in fear for her life?

So the city’s been emptied out,
except for echoes
and absences.
Even the rats,
who gorged in the aftermath, reproducing like mad
then mysteriously vanished.
Abandoned the place,
or crawled out of sight
to die.

Who knew
how badly they needed us
to survive.


A poem inspired by the tragic events of Fukushima and Chernobyl:  those powerful images of entire cities, abandoned; of daily life, cut off in midstream. And in the case of Chernobyl, the poignancy of the undone things that have remained for decades, just as they were left.

And then I make the implicit comparison to other great life-altering events (a diagnosis of cancer, domestic violence):  when appearances are maintained, when nothing external changes, when the frail scaffolding of surface disguises the anguish and pain. The invisible absences.

My favourite part, though, is "crawled out of sight  /  to die". As well as the final stanza, the reference to rats and man:  a relationship which fails to elevate the rats, but somehow succeeds in diminishing us!

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