These are the last two parts to my poem on climate change, Totems. Here I wanted to use imagery to illustrate and capture this unsettling feeling that change brings to us, this feeling of being insecure on our own feet. Changing shorelines. Familiar structures like lighthouses falling into the sea. Familiar episodes like the coming of the butterflies that seem to be fading away. Most of these images stuck in my mind after hurricane Sandy destroyed Long Island and many familiar trees and buildings disappeared. We have to be careful about how we manage our world. Things like dams destroy rivers, upsetting the delicate balances of nature. If we really want to live in harmony with nature, we have to live naturally, without man made things. Or the result might be the dust of what is to come. estory

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