Zukunft Blick

Once-fat glaciers of the Eiger,
Monch, Jungfrau, soften and melt

like warm cheese, rot and slide
from the mountains’ dark bones.

Waterfalls foam and gush,
roar in torrents over the cliffs.

There is no more coldness
to staunch the hemorrhage.

Eiger, Monch, Jungfrau,
their ancient faces fall away.

So much white blood, pulsing
to the valley of the Lauterbrunnen.

Karen Jones is a teacher, poet, and life-long learner from Corvallis, Oregon. Some of her past work has appeared in Tower Poetry, River Poets Journal, Paperplates Magazine, and Willawaw Journal.

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