[PeDAGoG] a degrowth poem

Tue Nov 3 08:08:07 CET 2020

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?

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