Big River Crossing...

Walking on the big river crossing

a pusher tug parts the muddy,

barges lashed together

forty max tow... run down river,

full of coal to warm winter’s body.

Spin around, a train splits the rail.

Rumbling diesel engine,

now brakes are squealing

full of bare coal, a black airstorm.

Plentiful, cheap, washed burning dirt;

east goes west, west goes east.

Look how inefficient,

eastern– western– burn different

Pulverized ignited airborne

near a mine mouth furnace.

Far from this big river crossing,

on an island in the sun,

sit Samoan style

on this island of Táu

collecting free energy!

A clean solarcity microgrid

touches sand, powerpacks

leave no footprints...

Here where the sun is always crossing,

dreaming every house

cozy, under solar roof…

transport these tiles north and south.