Can I tell you in a poem about warm water flowing through the Fram Strait? Can I tell you how white ice reflects heat back into space and dark oceans don’t? Can I tell you about methane bubbling up out of the Arctic Ocean or through vents in the permafrost like gas released into an oven? Can I tell you about glaciers cracking and melted water that’s a lubricant sliding them into the sea? Can I tell you a horror story about peat decomposing silently in the forests unleashing the unstoppable dead carbon? Can I tell you about a Heinrich Event that involves the Greenland ice sheet and cascading icebergs sending waves of tsunamis across the Atlantic? And could I tell you in a poem about a civilization marching to incinerate itself? Can I tell you this in a poem? I can’t tell you how I feel.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 01:13:46 +0000
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