Guest Poem by Aidan Baker

Aidan Baker is a retired librarian living in Cambridge, England. His poems have appeared in ‘Sledgehammer’, ‘RIC’, ‘Orbis’, projects from 26 Characters, and numerous other outlets both printed and online. He blogs his published poems at Blurtmetry.

A Movement

Does there exist, and
has there ever existed
a movement to make
the muddy plain strewn with wrecks
and lost goods west of Lisbon,

that people witnessed
some time All Saints’ Day morning
the new Atlantic normal
all oceans should aspire to?

In less than an hour
sea came back, racing horses,
smashing all it touched.
Normal for when plates collide.
Not normal for living by.