Tag: environmental poetry
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If I could erase one trend from history, A Poem on Unmaking History’s Currents: The Weight of Erasures
In the quiet hours before dawn, when my laptop’s blue light casts shadows across my apartment, I imagine myself as a cosmic editor. If I could erase one trend from history, it would be the colonial imagination—that insidious belief in ownership that swept across continents like a plague of paper maps and iron promises. I…
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A Place I Would Love To Live In This World: A Tanabata Meditation on Belonging
In the quiet hours before dawn, while the world still dreams of what it might become, I find myself standing beneath a sky heavy with unspoken promises. The Tanabata festival approaches—those celestial lovers Vega and Altair, separated by the Milky Way, allowed to meet once a year across a bridge of magpies. And like them,…
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The Last Tree On Earth Tells its story: The Last Tree and Earth’s Whisper
I am the last tree on Earth— a fragile beacon standing amid the silent vastness, bearing stories etched in bark and breath, whispering hope into the barren wind. And I am Earth—ancient mother, wounded witness, carrying the weight of all life’s memories, calling to hearts willing to listen, promising renewal from the ashes of loss.…
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The Echo Game: A nursery rhyme for grown-ups
Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With plastic bells And oil well shells And pretty maids all in a row Of unmarked graves below.