In the industrial hinterland,
stacks belch blue flares,

stinking clouds mushroom
from smoking fires

and orange aureoles
radiate and redden

the sky of our environmental

Will chimneys and factories ever

Will Nature fill the voids of mining
year on year?

Will a time come when a different
kind of steam
evaporates across the landscape,

a skein
of birds returning to the fens
and marshes,

a hopeful token of Nature’s

Kim M. Russell, 11th July 2020

A poem for earthweal open link weekend #28

This is a re-write of a poem from 2015.

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