Sinners in the Hands of an Angry Planet – A Poem & Voice by Jude Marr

Sinners in the Hands of an Angry Planet

when mad oceans roar and rain’s a spear: when rage propels the rising tide
and sewers spill: when tempest roils around your head—do you believe
your gods will hear?

will you board up, hammering defiance at a yellow sky?
or duct-tape, making diamonds out of window-glass? will you seal
your basement, let your washer/drier die, so you can live?

to fill a bugout bag with bullets, hop the last bus to a better place—or stay?
freezing, powerless and huddled in your preacher’s tub: playing
truth-or-dare as water rises: praying to Beelzebub—

rapture, rapture! water’s lapping at your chin: Noah’s nowhere
and the only bird’s an albatross with broken wings—

flood insurance? I’m an ocean!                                                     can you swim?

Jude Marr reads “Sinners…”

Demons at a window looking in -- distorted glitch visual poem construction in red and yellow fiery hint of a skyscraper building behind frames and curtains -- sense of dread and catastrophe. by Robert Frede Kenter (c) 2023. Same image as the banner above the poem.

Jude Marr (they, them) is a Pushcart-nominated nonbinary poet. Jude’s full-length collection, We Know Each Other By Our Wounds, came out from Animal Heart Press in 2020 and they also have a chapbook, Breakfast for the Birds, published by Finishing Line Press in 2017. Their work has appeared in many journals in the US, the UK, and beyond. A native Scot, Jude recently returned to live in the UK after 10 years of teaching, writing, and learning in the US. The transatlantic connection remains strong, however: Jude will be a Poet in Pajamas for Sundress Press in June 2022.  Twitter: @JudeMarr

Art: Carnivalesque, a visual poem by Robert Frede Kenter. Twitter: @frede_kenter, IG: @r.f.k.vispocityshuffle, @icefloe22

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