The New Cartography Poem by Ananta Madhavan
The New Cartography
There was a time, it seems,
When South America
Nestled in the crotch of Africa,
Australia lay huddled
On Madagascar's lap,
And India, south of Vindhya,
Cuddled up to Ethiop.
What convulsions of Earth
Set these fond lands adrift
And scattered them on courses
Of mountainous collision?
No map is final yet;
Countries on a raft
Move off unhelmed.
Saturday, February 1, 2014
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