Grace Elgart

Fort Myers, Florida

Prior to writing poetry I wrote liner notes for record albums and articles on sound. My poetry has been published by The National Library of Poetry and other anthologies and received a Prose Laureate Award. At present I am working on two collections of poetry and one of prayers, as well as a manuscript of my "Near Death Experience," which is quite different. Suffering from Macular Degeneration, I attended school at Visually Impaired Persons of Southwest Florida, Inc. I am learning to use a computer with my limited eyesight. Writing poetry has been a life-saver for me and greatly enriched my life.

Life

Life is a whisper -
a passing glance at never ending eternity.

One's lifetime is but a brief moment
in a vast expanse of continuing evolution.

Life evolves and revolves in each generation
of every advancement of civilization.

Each life is a time, a place,
a moment of truth to be treasured.


A Glimpse Into The Future?

Death - pungent odor permeates the air. Feces, urine flow like water, Dehydration, starvation gnaw at little bodies, claim lives young and old - mourning, despair, hopelessness. Stampeding for food and water, grabbing, pushing, shoving, knocking down, killing - insanity - people turned animals.
A Glimpse Into The Future? The Outcome Of Civilization? - herds of people from massive population - misused, overworked lands deserts - scarcity of food, water - people carnivorous eating one another, sucking blood from bodies for fluid?
Think mankind before disregard for human life, ecology, political gain, greed, outweigh all achievements of humanity - People Too Numerous To Count, No Food, No Water, Humans Regressed To Primitive Man.

Chernobyl

The Sarcophagus looms a huge monster menacing, threatening, encasing people in a tomb of fear and terror, facing death prematurely. All stops pulled out - the reactor ran wild, exploded inundating people, land, waters with radioactive debris. Within twenty minutes thirty people dropped dead.
The demon of death walks streets of Chernobyl and towns miles around - the Sarcophagus holds a deathwatch. Land, water, live stock, crops ladened with deadly pollutants - children dying from strange diseases - whole towns, villages ghost like apparitions contaminated, abandoned, disintegrating. Slow Creeping Death - Waste From Nuclear Explosion - Radioactive Bars Take One Thousand Years To Dissipate.
Chernobyl
dismal, gray, void of human life only scientists and workers remain at reactor. It's Gruesome Sacrophagus The Largest Mausoleum On Earth - Realistic Truth Of Awesome Force And Devastation From Radioactive Power Run Rampant.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Grace Elgart. All rights reserved.