As you know, sometimes I feel the need to write about the current world in order to process my thoughts and feelings. Often this is a response to a political situation but at the moment it’s about our collective disregard for the environment.
I am a little obsessed with plastics right now. Having spread the word on microbeads to anyone who would listen, it’s now a wider issue of plastics turning up in our rivers, seas and oceans – and the fish we eat, the water we drink, the salt we add.
So I decided to work on a poem based on the flow of rubbish. It might end up being – well, rubbish! But it allows me the opportunity to get up in front of some people and raise their awareness of a particular issue in a way I hope will make them think, but not feel lectured.
We shall see.
In the meantime I was on a car journey today on narrow, unlit, closed-in roads though the dark night with owls flying over us – I have a whole new stanza for my spooky poem. I better get that finished soon too: we set a date for the next open mic, and it’s not long before Halloween!
Off I go to watch videos of clogged waterways to think of a metaphor that can carry me through the plastic lifecycle…
Happy writing,
EJ
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