spring beach

spring beach
the turning tide
shallows a crab

(Otata 42, June 2019)

crab

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Last Rites

Published in Human/Kind 1.6, June 2019 as ‘Götterdammerung’
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Global warming.  Terrorist attacks.  The rise of right-wing populism.

You could be forgiven for thinking it is the end of days.

In The Bible the book of Revelations describes how the world will end, as the devil sends the beast to do his work and bring an end to God’s kingdom.

Nordic people instead foresaw a great battle of the gods, Ragnarok, as the curtain closing act.

Physicists prefer to predict the heat death of the universe.

When I was young, there was a man who walked the streets of London wearing a billboard with the slogan ‘The End of the World is Nigh’.

I wonder where he is now.
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changing climate
a teenage girl
clutches her banner
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Climate march Washington

Wild

Left to its own devices, almost any patch of ground will not remain bare for long, before being colonised by some kind of plant. Even rocky shorelines are home to thrift and sea kale, and retreating glaciers are swiftly replaced by alpine grasses and willowherbs.

This planet may be small and blue by virtue of being seventy percent ocean, but the land is most definitely green.

Wild flowers are one thing, happy to be left to their own devices to grow, fruit and senesce. Gardening is quite another. Growing flowers and vegetables from seed is an art and domesticated plants are like pets—they need far more care and protection than their feral counterparts.

No one would call me green-fingered and plants in my care are rather taking their chances. Best intentions are soon forgotten and, before too long, a once well-tended patch is abandoned to the wild, as much as I am myself.

daisy print dress
she loves me
loves me not

(published in Human/Kind 1.4)