Many thanks Christine for sharing the poem. It looks pretty good. I am going to use it for my class on corporate social irresponsibility. best. george On Tue, Nov 3, 2020 at 12:49 PM Christine Dann <[email protected]> wrote:
Dear Alternatives friends,
I just read the poem below, and although it is untitled, it seemed to me to express the emotional truth of degrowth. Hope you like it.
Christine
‘Degrowth’ poem by Dara McAnulty p. 108 *Diary of a Young Naturalist* (2020)
*Tuesday, 7 August*
When we began, our feet trod lightly Bare upon the earth, we were weightless Travellers, allowing resurgence and Regrowth, leaving enough. Reverence.
Forging through millenia, we kept on Adding endless weight, a leadening Heaviness, leaving deep and lasting Indentations, sending shockwaves. Eliminating.
Cruelty, cavernous greed, no impediment, Hands and feet became Industrial. Monsters, spewing toxicity, sickening, Deafening, echoing arrows. Piercing.
Now thundering, trampling boundlessly. Decimating pathways once bountiful. We watch helplessly, numb and aching, Our hollow, haunting cries in empty spaces. Waiting.
Stop. I hear hope, purposely striding. Footsteps pleading necessary action. Great minds whirring, channelling change, Demanding, respectfully our weight to Lessen.
I want birdsong, abundant fluttering, Humming, no more poison or destruction, Growing for growth, it has to end. Will my generation see the rightful Rising? _______________________________________________ GTA-PeDAGoG mailing list [email protected] http://lists.ourproject.org/mailman/listinfo/gta-pedagog