Yesterday at the original townsite of Tecopa, California. More at my Instagram site: https://www.instagram.com/tgfarley/?hl=en
Caliban in the Coal Mines
By Louis Untermeyer 1885- 1877
God, we don’t like to complain—
We know that the mine is no lark—
But—there’s the pools from the rain;
But—there’s the cold and the dark.
God, You don’t know what it is—
You, in Your well-lighted sky,
Watching the meteors whizz;
Warm, with the sun always by.
Nothing but blackness above,
And nothing that moves but the cars—
God, if You wish for our love,
Fling us a handful of stars!
God, if You had but the moon
Stuck in Your cap for a lamp,
Even You’d tire of it soon,
Down in the dark and the damp.
Transformed into song by Julie Bennett Hume