Poetry event
Sunday 25th September
2-4 p.m at
Turn and Face Medusa
a red mist descends, a hopeless paralysis
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Bags on the street
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Bags in the sea
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Microplastic we drink, fish swallow, we eat
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Shrink-wrapped cucumber
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Plastic bottles – oceans of them
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Recycling, biodegrading, burning
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Dump our recycling far away
to pollute distant lands, out of sight, not our problem.
Water, water – drying out
climate catastrophe.
Extinction rebellion
I go into overwhelm and switch off
pull the duvet over my head
close down, turn away, block my ears
More plastic bottles,
coffee cups with plastic lids.
Where to put my cat food pouches?
The search for biodegradable bin bags, wet wipes?
Eco-footprints, carbon footprints
Air travel, diesel engines,
disappearing rainforests, rainforests disappearing … for ever.
Species go extinct,
palm oil in Bisto gravy browning
plastic factories making more and more and more,
and wet wipe mounds pollute the beaches.
Open your minds, open your eyes
Open your hearts.
Face the truth!
Turn, turn, turn to face Medusa.
Anna Meryt
7 July 2019
Inspired by a talk by Joanna Macey (Active Hope)
Environmentalist.
Medusa – the Gorgons from Greek mythology, hair made of venomous snakes,
those who gazed into her eyes would turn to stone.