Bonneville, Agassiz,
The prehistoric
Late glacial giants
Built up the future
Behind their ice dams
Until they collapsed,
Roaring to the past,
Ripping out gorges,
Hemorrhaging fish,
Depositing bones.
When they gave way, they
Went fast, more than once
Pooling, then tearing
Down the bouldered world.
Who knows what was lost
No one knows was there?
Doggerland, Black Sea,
They flooded and filled
Rather than emptied.
Levees burst both ways,
But the torrent tears
One way, destroying
Our past it creates.
Little trickles still.
We'll know when we don't.
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