Silent Summer + Poems

February 20, 2019




by Dawid Juraszek

No one shoots at them        
with swift arrows        
tipped in poison               
this is hardly up to date.               

No one is afraid               
of their beaks                   
and their wings                
as much as of their viruses.                     

Fluttering overhead
shrieking and chirping
fouling our windshields
they are but a nuisance
or a distraction.

We don’t need a demigod
a cat will do
plus pesticides
intensive farming
and habitat destruction.



by Dawid Juraszek


They say

you used to turn gods and humans

into flowers.


There must have been

many of them then.


We remember the meadows

the woods

the rolling plains

or perhaps we could.


They’re here


in the past we exploit

for our present purposes.


But we don’t

a captive flowerbed

trimmed and encircled

being our nature of choice.

And why would we



living as we do

on the paved-over mass grave

of them all.



Cover art titled Silent Summer by Bijou Zhou


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