A climate change poem for today: Still Life with Sea Pinks and High Tide by Maura Dooley | Environment | The Guardian

Thrift grows tenacious at the tide’s reach.What is that reach when the wateris rising, rising?

Our melting, shifting, liquid world won’t waitfor manifesto or mandate, eachwarning a reckoning.

Ice in our gin or vodka chirrups and squeaksdissolving in the hot, still airof talking, talking.

via A climate change poem for today: Still Life with Sea Pinks and High Tide by Maura Dooley | Environment | The Guardian.

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