Vertigo
“How often, I thought to myself, had I lain thus in a hotel room, in Vienna or Frankfurt or Brussels, with my hands clasped under my head, listening not to the stillness, as in Venice, but to the roar of the traffic, with a mounting sense of panic. That then, I thought on such occasions, is the new ocean. Ceaselessly, in great surges, the waves roll in over the length and breadth of our cities, rising higher and higher, breaking in a kind of frenzy when the roar reaches its peak and then discharging across the stones and asphalt even as the next onrush is being released from where it was held by traffic lights. For some time now I have been convinced that is out of this din that the life is being born which will come after us and will spell our gradual destruction, just as we have been gradually destroying what was there long before us.”
- G. Sebald Vertigo. P63
The Emigrants
“More and more, he said, he sensed that Nature itself was groaning and collapsing beneath the burden we placed upon it.”
W G Sebald The Emigrants 1993.
Dead Baby Seal
dead baby Seal at high water mark
somethings going wrong out at sea
somethings wrong with Earth
a balance has been lost
there’s more of us
and we want more
and our neighbours
we share this place with
are losing out
meanwhile we plunge off the cliff.
©robcullenoctober2019
Decision time
Earth is burning
Last verse of four verse poem
Etudes 4 (Après Arvo Part – Stabat Mater for Choir and String Orchestra)
Earth is burning
my heart is crying
Earth is in flames
and there are not enough tears
to put the flames out
Earth is burning
my heart breaks
Earth is burning
There are no tears left.
©robcullen2019
Raised bed no dig dig?
Raised bed intercropping
Ursual red Russian Kale
Jack Ice lettuce
Jack Ice Lettuce with black eyed Simpson.
Raised bed with Curly Kale and Ursula Red Russian Kale inter-cropped with Jack Ice, Black Eyed Simpson, Red Leprechaun Cos Lettuce and Bronze Fennel.
©robcullenjuly2019
