The lights of Tucson turn black sky blue on the horizon,
obliterating the stars there and I think of the numberless salmon who, in their ardor, turned the waters pink,
so thick you could walk across, from bank to bank, on their backs (source: probably apocryphal story believed by Lewis and Clark).
But we embraced progress and prosperity
and built the dams that killed the illimitable salmon,
numberless as the stars.
In my career I see reflected
this history of society embracing technology,
perhaps to prove to ourselves that we can.
I've done genetic engineering and brain surgery,
great endeavors that now seem hollow.
In their stead, I would
Embrace the wild uncertainty of nature....