Tuesday, 18 January 2011

melting glacier

the last tree
will be writ in ink
and roll down
to the sea
to
s
i
n
k
into the the plastic drink


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2 comments:

  1. Gordon Mason21 January 2011 at 22:45

    I'm enjoying these offbeat style poems, Gwilym. A bit Edwin Morganesque.

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  2. Gwil W22 January 2011 at 09:42

    Gordon, this one stems from the deplorable state of Italy's Adriatic beaches which are covered in winter with broken trees and millions of plastic bottles.

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