Sonnet at the South Aral Sea

An Ecological Disaster

Trespasses of water in the very
Action of spring, air accompanies the liquid
Into the being, disturbed the gathered
Subtle placement of a vase upon a
Mantelpiece, war bed general helix.
Slickers and anglers at a reception
Of impeded questions with a sense of
Thing. Soaring, eyes, like a sky scraper, right
Here before I was nothing, mixed blood kid
Milk in your organism, that September.
Now, at the South Aral Sea, calcium
Dust, our words are entering, conflicting.
How do we walk homeward, in these circles,
And recognize while wanting renewal?