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Nat Lipstadt Sep 23
What is known as the Great Divide?

The Continental Divide, also known as the Great Divide, is one of the most iconic and essential mountain ranges in the Americas, dividing the continents in half and extending all the way from the Cape Prince of Wales in Alaska to the Strait of Magellan at the southernmost tip of South America.

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Perhaps.

I have seen the Great Divide
from 30,000 feet
and not known & appreciated
what I
had seen,
voyaged across.

For sure,
I have
watched witnessed,
crossed and embraced,

no doubt

and have breathed the new air over
our current continental divide,
though some will say it always was,
and never
disappeared

this divided country,
a deep rendering,
more a
sundering,
a shearing trench

where the state
of your statutory residence
maybe a bad bad,
color

so don’t
drink from the same
walter  fountain as me,
don’t **** in any toilet
I might use,
and keep your kids far,far
away from mine

or I’ll make their corrupted minds
happily ill at ease

enough.


you get my
drift,
that’s a big
hint
go live among your “kind”
stay not my side of the line,
drift away
for I be overeager to
show you the contents of
my democratic
gun collection


oh yeah,
God Bless America
11:33am
9-23-24
Jack Ritter Aug 2018
A baby boy shuts his eyes and sees
bull continents drift,
collide, startle, spin around.

Prehistoric bucks suddenly accusing-
(Did YOU just back into ME?)
They jam head-to-head,
gouge, reconcile, then confer.

The boy likes what he sees.

The beasts get down to business.
They iron out earth's future
with special bellows, & lots of musk.

Above this caucus
of nodding, naying heads,
clacking antlers mesh
into a burgeoning thicket.

He calls for more!

The thicket shudders,
sprouts into a dagger forest.

It shoots up recklessly,
like a baby's legs,
and jabs the sky
with young ideas:

New species, struggles, lies.
Whole societies in the air,
too busy to teach their children
about the bellowing below.

           The weight of so much life is too much.

There is a final SNAP
of prehistoric backs.

Not a grain remains on which to carve
the memory of all the things
that passed before this boy's eyes.
A friend called it a Darwinian myth. Highest hurdle was anthropomorphizing continents.

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