End-of-the-world weather again—
this time because of a heat dome
over eastern Greenland,
pushing the arctic circle
southward, bringing temperatures
way below normal here in Pittsburgh
and elsewhere—
meaning, I’ll need to bundle up
when I deliver the invocation
at the town’s Memorial Day
gathering—so it will seem like
November in late May
as we remember those who died
as the terrible cost of war.
The marching band
will play a patriotic medley,
but in my head it will be
an apocalypse calypso.
