Nothing can evoke memories: Nothing can evoke memories like scents. There's a stirring feeling of nostalgia here and a strong sense of time and place. Bittersweet, mournful yet liberating. I'm guessing that Miletus has personal significance to you and the memories take you back to that place.
I wasn't aware of the crisis: I wasn't aware of the crisis in the Dominican Republic. Heartbreaking.
In regards to city farming, when I lived in San Diego I grew an amazing amount of food in a tiny yard using very little water with my own hybrid organic/hydroponic system. Yes, it's time to get creative Thanks for keeping us informed.
The allusive last line is: The allusive last line is very coy. Miletus reminds me of the Apostle Saint Paul's farewell to the Ephesias elders. Is that the gist of the allusion, or am I missing the boat here?
Powerful imagery: This poem paints such great images, like I can see myself there, smell the smoke, the tentativity... makes me want to believe in magic!
K
the right words: Nations have long
memories.
Peace is a big word
But so is starvation.
Two great lines! You have a way of finding the right words. Concise, but unforgettable.
K