Epicycles in the Singular Season of Laughter [Today's News Poem, July 15, 2010]
The carousel spins and the children are laughing.
A midsummer idle on playgrounds of plastic,
Which covers the asphalt that smothers the hillside.
A macrophage colony hibernates, waiting
For junctures to cycle; to shatter the casing.
Above them the offspring are leaping from elders,
To slides, and to labor—then diving to meadows.
The lichen corrodes what remains of their markers.
The spin on an axis that orbits the system
That chases the center; in spirals repeating
Forever: a lattice of order, descending
From cackles in morning to silence—eternal.
“Congress on Thursday gave final approval to an overhaul of the nation’s financial regulatory system, intended to address the causes of the 2008 economic crisis and rewrite the rules for a more complex — and mistrustful — era on Wall Street. ”
– David M. Herszenhorn, The New York Times, July 15, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/16/business/16regulate.html?_r=1&hp
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