A horizon
belching sooty smoke
pollutes
once pure air
pressing invisible
particles, ozone
into granite –
lichen covered mountains –
plant/animal lungs
are coated in filth
just as ours are.
Death hangs over
a leaden sky,
the sweet scent
of moisture
is absent.
Tomorrow’s
bitter orange sunrise
signals what many
still refuse to believe:
The Earth is on Fire.
Those of us capable of Love –
Animals, plants,
Humans, who suffer,
those who fought for justice
continue to grieve
in a Silence
impossible to break.
Change,
if it comes at all
will come too late.
Humans have had 40 years
to prepare…
The age of the
Anthropocene
will not survive
a species gone insane.
Although my poem ends here there is a part of me that projects my heartbreak and rage onto the planet hoping for retribution:
Earth weeps
even as S/he prepares
to redress imbalances.
Hell has no fury
like this ‘Mother’s’ scorn.
Beware.
“On Monday the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change, a scientific body convened by the United Nations, released a major new report concluding that the world cannot avoid some devastating impacts of climate change.”
The New York Times 8/9/21
The best we can do is to mitigate the extremes ahead; we can expect raging fires, intolerable heat, flooding, cyclones, tornados, melting glaciers, droughts and other natural disasters to change the face of the earth for at least another 30 years even IF humans are capable of reducing our carbon emissions at all. Tree deforestation is responsible for 20 percent of our present carbon emissions. The remainder is due to the use of fossil fuels, big industry, agribusiness, trucks, cars, flying planes, burning wood or pellets, running air conditioners, etc. etc. There is no doubt left. Man is the culprit of this natural holocaust, and if we are people we are all culpable. So much for human hubris. Like Icarus, a few powerful men flew too close to the sun, and now, as a result of egregious actions and our complicity we all begin to fall…
Afterward: The Power of Dreams…
Roughly two year ago I entered a dream that was so vivid that I still feel as if I lived through it. I had a small clear bubble in the palm of my hand; it was wrapped in plastic. When I removed the cover and opened the sphere I saw to my astonishment a tiny ark that was overflowing with animals, trees, every conceivable living being and there was so much green. I was overjoyed. This was the Earth! Life would go on. It was only afterwards that I realized there were no humans to be seen…
(Meet Mago Contributor) Sara Wright