Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

Global Warming? - Poem by Alison Cassidy

Strange light of summer sun
hanging like orb of copper
suspended in soft gauze

Strange smell of summer smoke
oppressive like winter fog
but much too hot

Strange sound of summer birds
with the soft pedal on
subdued, surreal

Bushfires far away seem much too close
and yet the light is beautiful
almost transcendental...

Comments about Global Warming? by Alison Cassidy

  • (2/3/2007 12:10:00 AM)

    loved this little poem....i wrote a poem too about the smokey summer daze...haze...we had here in the dandenongs...the knowing of the fires...the smoke that was like a grey veil accross the land... and the you describe so beautifully looked STRANGE..but so incredibly was eerie and hauntingly real. (Report) Reply

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  • (1/17/2007 10:44:00 PM)

    a poem about the frighetning phenomenon of global warning written so beautifully!
    It's a perfect combination!
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  • (12/31/2006 7:03:00 PM)

    The pronounced sibilance gives it an eerie atmosphere of change that is utterly compelling. 'And yet the light is beautiful' strikes the perfect ambivalent tone. This is great poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Tailor Bell (12/31/2006 3:53:00 PM)

    warm tone and mood overlie deeper concerns. edible structure serves this work invitation to linger and re-read. strong work, Allie. -Tailor (Report) Reply

  • (12/29/2006 3:46:00 PM)

    The opening stanza is so beautiful I had to read it 3 times! An evocative piece that stirs the senses...whilst highlighting the global crisis we can't ignore. Superb Allie, Justine. (Report) Reply

  • (12/29/2006 4:46:00 AM)

    You soften the edges of problems quite beautifully :) I keep singing out of tune, thinking of Australia...well it seems to make it rain here!
    Keep writing :)
    jack x
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  • (12/27/2006 10:22:00 AM)

    Beautiful and frightening, a soft heart feels the warm really. (Report) Reply

  • (12/25/2006 4:52:00 PM)

    I remember those bush fires, one on a mountain not far from our home there back when - just as you describe. I remember wondering what that odd light was, during the day; it didn't resemble a fire. Then ash began to fall on my face... A beautiful, frightening thing expressed perfectly here. (Report) Reply

  • (12/23/2006 8:56:00 PM)

    The eloquent quiet veiled images relate a tale of horror. (Report) Reply

  • (12/21/2006 6:51:00 PM)

    'a terrible beauty' quite another form.....richly painted and deftly worded....all the senses are evoked......fine work, always, you are alive to so much......and an inspiring pleasure to read

    Love, D.
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  • (12/21/2006 4:19:00 PM)

    Aptly describing one of our worst summers, with more to follow... (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (12/20/2006 11:16:00 PM)

    IMAGEFUL, METAPHORIC SPLENDOR, YOUNG can paint a story, oh so well!
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, December 13, 2010

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