Poetry : the Environment - Mario Petrucci

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DOVER That morning the sea was late – each swill at its edge mutely lapping salt-mown grass as though land had so stilled itself as to bring ocean with it – brimming where it stalled with green and chalk – fizzing into water like pale demerara. One foot – getting wet through my sole. Over one shoulder hills below the lazy level of slop. Those wavelets almost true with synapse trees now ready for the hue – each curve of chalk still velvet with it. Frozen at full swell. Mortal. Like some heavy shot of a final sea. POEM 3 Global Warming: Sea Levels © Mario Petrucci 2008
from a to a or Getting Nowhere finding the freeway to myself i put my foot down to my own motive floorboards asking the rear -view what to do next it said brother the faster you eat me up the more you leave behind – you’ll see more of me slower so why not pull over ’cause this road is going backwards and your incessant tyres are speeding up the world POEM 4 Oil: the Motor Car © Mario Petrucci 2008 Published in: Envoi magazine (#147)
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Page 3 and 4: Ecopoems (next section) Theme A: Gl
Page 5: POEM 2 Global Warming: Agriculture
Page 9 and 10: Globally, oil production will peak
Page 11 and 12: SAPLING Twilight, each morning befo
Page 13 and 14: DESERTED I use them too easily - la
Page 15 and 16: POEM 12 Gaia: One Planet Geologists
Page 17 and 18: left or right nothing’s as simple
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