red like Mars on the horizon,
are veiled in tatters of grey haze.
Our civilisation planted
on another planet is a seed
that sprouted in healthier days.
Will it grow and bloom
or be reduced to sizzling weeds of doom?
Meanwhile, back on the home planet,
the microscopic water bear.
also known as tardigrade,
emerges from Armageddon,
smiling smugly at Earth’s destruction
and at human limitation.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
Image of a tardigrade found on sciencealert.com
This weekend Brendan tells us about a disturbing essay on the harsher threats and looming realities of climate chang, which he read in the June 9, 2017 issue of New York magazine: “When Will The Planet Be Too Hot For Humans? Much, Much Sooner Than You Imagine,” by David Wallace-Wells.
Brendan would like us, in a poem of any length or style, imagine the plight of this world and our places in it—as citizens, siblings, primates, victims, survivors and singers. What do we love, what would we not lose, and where can we take our readers which shows us how that place will continue?