The year completes herself, “I’m done now.” The New Year comes to take over our world, to enter our bodies and minds. She might pop up over the hill, singing, Or she emerges gently through parting clouds, She might stride down Main Street announcing herself, We never know who she is, what she brings. But...

Here with dirt beneath my nailsand sweat upon my heated brow,the sweetness of the Earth assailsmy senses with the sense of Now. And something in my heart eruptsand brings a tear into my eye –how dazzling, shaking and abruptthe knowledge that this person ‘I’is vaster than the universeand...

A film poem by Janet Lees Janet Lees is a UK-based poet and lens-based artist, and voluntary poetry editor* for the Deep Adaptation Forum blog. In one way or another, all her work touches on what it feels like to be human in these unprecedented times. Her poetry has been published in...

The bird tried to flutter away,Sounded like a flap and a snapThe wolf leaped just in timeTo make it sound like a chase prelude The sensational stories that are woven nowFor the coincidental chase flap and snapA chorus of chirps and quirksNo recording devise for these mortal ones Someone said...

It is not enough that wewrite these words,send thoughts & prayers,emoji hearts & tearful faces.What burns South todaywill flood North tomorrow. It is not enough to watchprogrammes, sign petitions,recycle & reduce.What we produce todaywill choke us tomorrow.We must plant a new kind...

me sigues con amorsaid you’re going to Lisbonthe heart-shaped candy on my tonguelate weekends in a summer hazeby the pine trees, all the times wetook several transfers on the G line in a dream i know we never meant to fall outimminent you seem to beyou’ll hang the hearts black & dull as...

as i sat readingarticles and websites alldedicated to addressing crisesof climate, communityand conscience in their countless expressions, i heard an unaccustomed sound, as if someone were typing, fingerby finger, on the porch roof. my heart leapt as i realized it wasthe...