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When the sea returned to Kansas.
We were unprepared
For so long, Fox had been assuring us
Global warming was a lie
I now suspect the decapod lobby
Were big investors
Where the waves were amber once
Crabs and lobsters walk daintily
Coral crusts the fish-gnawed bones of cows
Anemones bloom in a thousand burning colors
Mount Oread, KU's proud home's awash
Cyclones batter what remains
Students, faculty, and all, moved on
If our nation could still afford
Colleges, they'd have moved west and up
Denver, maybe, or Boulder
Dirt farms, instead, deepsea fishing
Off coastal Montana
I hear Nessie's been spotted there
Finally able to travel
Nice to see someone's doing well

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Turns out the handy-dandy science-fiction club I learned about, located at the University of Kansas, where my daughter could only find a moribund science-fiction film club, is the same club. Apparently all they ever do is talk on Facebook. Apparently all anybody ever does is communicate remotely, even when they live near each other. Not quite true, thank goodness, but I think it's more true if you're 20 than if you're 50.

If it costs $200 a day to see someone face-to-face at a conference and zero dollars to talk to them anytime you like by e-mail....

leftovers huddle
in the cool dark recesses
who will die today

a personal note

My youngest will be attending the Univ. of KS, one of my alma maters, next year.