| | El Nino slips across latitudes, rises dripping from the ocean
From seafloor mud, El Nino brings up the secrets of childhood
El Nino crawls in the manger, time runs out
El Nino rocks himself dry on the edge of a continent
Prairies of wheat go unpollinated, there is rumor
El Nino is killing the honeybees
The water turns cold, La Nina follows her twin
Windowpanes darken, the weather channel shows us rain
Angels proclaim in vain above unseasonal cloud cover
La Nina lines up her hurricanes in alphabetical order
Floodwaters announce her coming The rich bribe airlines
while the poor push children into branches of trees
The Ninos hear their names on the news in every language
The Ninos bankrupt distant cities with mudslides
Comets snuff out in dirty skies Celebrities seduce us
away from the guides in our dreams Lover of chaos,
computers roll back their zero eyes The trumpet cries
Los Ninos in a loud voice Faces on billboards draw closer
La Nina, we pray, and El Nino, her brother
We long for sweetness and scale
Our tables sag under piles of unsorted papers
Spare us, Ninos We don't know winter from summer
Above the trade winds, ozone crackles
their answer: We have come for the children
--Ava Leavell Haymon, from IMAGE 53
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