More than 40 ships
and 39 planes
from 12 different countries
are combing the oceans
in search of Malaysian Airlines'
Flight 370
which disappeared
a week ago.
Today it seems
that the word "ephemeral"
has become just that.
Humans can collect
the minutiae of our species
and sift through it forever
collecting a jumbled array
bits and pieces
the most trivial
context-free news mixed
with the vital looming
and consequential.
We accept
the bad effects
that come from this power
because we know
to be continuously
surrounded by information
means no one
can stay lost.
This poem © 2014 Emily Cooper.
