Dion Farquhar
Darwin On the Moon: 1969
It's difficult to predict, especially the future.
—Niels Bohr
A century plus ten
& you'd never know
we've come a long way baby
one Giant Step and all that
from loosing Nature's grip,
a celebration
of indiscernible
but riotous change
accreting out
despite recessive denial.
"Our fantasies from graduate school
only now coming into being,"
says Jeff, prescient nerd
while our dreams
-freedom, justice-
stick in the throat,
forced by history, lies
to atrophy
even our own hippy tongues.
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d Dion Farquhar
is a poet and fiction writer who, obsessed by her formative experience
of the Sixties and repudiating nothing, is finishing a novel that
cannibalizes history to conjure the erased social DNA of a generation's
formation. Her poems have appeared in The
Argotist, Aught, Rogue Scholars, boundary 2, juxta, Hawaii Review, Lip
Service, City Works, Cream City Review, Painted Bride Quarterly, yadda, yadda, yadda. email: Dion Farquhar
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