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Chickens Flapping
The United State’s new Poet Laureate, Kay Ryan, withdrew one of her poems from publication just after the 9-11 attacks, thinking that the theme was just a little too close to home:
The chickens are circling and blotting out the day. The sun is bright, but the chickens are in the way. Yes, the sky is dark with chickens, dense with them. They turn and then they turn again. These are the chickens you let loose one at a time and small— various breeds. Now they have come home to roost—all the same kind at the same speed. ©-Kay Ryan Speed. It’s about speed. The speedy decline of the U.S. currency, currently. Speed. The speed of the monetary crisis, crying foul. Speed. The speed of the vanishing middle class, crass. Speed. Get your bids in fast for glaciers going, going, gone with the bridge to nowhere. Too close to home, in deed.
9-11 was the harbinger of implosion: “The sky is falling!” said Chicken Little. And, it is. Speed.
The chickens are flapping; the cows are out of the barn, following in the hoof-steps of the retreating bulls searching for feed. Sorry, Bossy, that’s being chewed like cud in the mouths of politicos proclaiming alternative realities. Lions and tigers and here come the bears, oh, my!
Hurricanes blow and POOF! Galveston’s gone with the wind; New Orleans still in the mud. And, suddenly we see the walls on the street collapse and blow away more than chicken scratch. Weapons of mass destruction fly by and we are they. Bail out? Hardly. The House is on fire, there's a food fight in the kitchen, and the officials are fanning the flame.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, there’s a catch. Someone counted the chickens and now they hatched.
Lynda Wells, © October 1, 2008
About the Author
Lynda Wells is a native of the US, having studied at the University of Arkansas and The Goodman Institute of Chicago before moving to New York City. She began her career in commercial television, introducing products such as Pringles Potato Chips and Ziploc Bags, before going “behind the scenes” to manage the career of Maxene Andrews of The Andrews Sisters for the last 22 years of the singer’s life. Phase Two of her life led to the exploration of her lifelong love of Medicine and Healing. She now is the Managing Director of The Way To Wellness™, Inc. and has a large practice in NLP business trainings throughout the US, developing Clinical Hypnotherapy programs for Medical Doctors, conducting Training Seminars in NLP, Time Line Therapy™, Clinical Hypnotherapy and Regression Therapy. She also has a private practice for clients in New York City. She is a candidate for Doctor of Philosophy (Ph.D.(c) with American Pacific University in Hawaii, and is does Lectures each month with The Learning Annex in New York City
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