Rebecca Kate Summers (Durham)
This song I sing is for your heart
Not your ears
Take it with you, and listen for it
In the trees and the wind
While the Earth is spinning backwards
Petals of snow drift down from an azure sky
Christmas in July
Rows of poplar lined like soldiers before the firing squad
Creaking in floodwater
Earth is sleeping
Birds fly south for the summer
A winter morning opens its eyes to dazzling sunshine
Blinks, dazedly, at the wondrous bright
Wondering what happened
Where is the cold? Where is the ice?
The gentle dusting of first frost on grass
Come midwinter, with the sky coloured grey steel
Our world is broken
It speaks backwards
Snow in summer and warmth in winter?
Footfalls on parched bare soil
Gasping, burnt, autumnal tragedy, springtime nightmare
The seasons are shifting
Mother Earth lies bedraggled beneath the sky
The many faces of Gaia are tainted with despair
What happened to our world?
Did we break it?
Have we lost the chance to fix it?
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