This poem is taken from Stand 223, 17(3) September - November 2019.

Joe Balaz Poem
Moa Space foa Ramble

Sell dat beachfront property now
and get as much as you can foa da house.

Wheah you got your plumeria tree
and nice green lawn

going be wun playground foa da fishes.

Methane from da tundra
and CO2 from smoke stacks and exhaust pipes

going turn all dat melted ice from da poles
into moa watah foa da lobsters and da eels.

Middle of da island
dats da place to go.

Dere’s no getting around it
cause da coastline going sink.

Take wun good look at da airport
and da brand new rail—
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