Climate Sorrow: A found poem, by Susie Orbach

Climate Sorrow

 

To come
into knowing
is to come
into sorrow.

A sorrow
that arrives
as a thud,
deadening

and fearful.
Sorrow
is hard
to bear.

With sorrow
comes grief
and loss.
Not easy feelings.

Nor is guilt,
nor fury,
nor despair.
Climate sorrow

opens up
into wretched
states of mind
and heart.

We can find it
unbearable.
It is hard,
very hard,

to stay with.

 

Susie Orbach, from This Is Not A Drill, by Extinction Rebellion (pp.66-7)

Sculpture by Rogerio Timoteo

Some found poems

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