Under water with the effortlessness
of baleen whale fins, the giant paddles
move, and then in defiance to the moon
the wind turbines like violins start to play
with the vigour of the wings of bees
elsewhere the drums slowly with the flow
go a fraction up and another down
enough to light the homes of a thousand
as these instruments of waves rotate
or undulate, the music of Wolfgang
Amadeus Mozart on an ancient cassette
recorder energized, plays Elvira Madigan
one thinks of the tightrope hung
between the film and the concerto
as one sucks on the strawberries
The Art of Power, drives the association
below, in the future, the Soviet vision
of modernity, where Atlantis is lit
and we as fish will flit from Copenhagen
to New York in solar powered submarines
then back to the music that as a soundtrack
to the Green dream, turns the turbines
into instruments in the orchestra , now they
play the allegro.
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