“Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse
Of sun and moon, and that th’affrighted globe
Should yawn at alteration” – Shakespeare, Othello 5.2.98-100.
How much will it take to unblind our eyes
to our fate, and the fate of every soul
with whom we share this lush and bounteous earth?
‘T’affrighted globe’ tilts on its axis, rain
falls on the Greenland summit, for the first
time in recorded history and yet
how easily we look the other way.
I talk as if to a wide audience
but I should ask these questions of myself:
how many more times will you fill the tank?
How many plates of meat will you consume
and claim that you are guiltless: you can
recycle, yes, but if you still send most
of it to landfill what’s the use of trying?
Yet try I must, and I start with myself
each day, I aim for gratitude, for this
unwarranted abundance that I have
while others cling to planes for dear life
or fall to earth and yes, now should be an
eclipse of sun and moon, blotted by smoke
from raging fires over the half-whole earth
or washed away in floods some other place
and yes – oh yes – we all of us should yawn
at alteration, change our ways not out
of fear, but out of all-conquering love
for this dear earth, which is our only home.
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Written for dVerse
Tonight, Victoria is guest hosting, and has asked us to try our hand at soliloquy. I looked to Shakespeare, the Master Soliloquist, for inspiration and tried to write in blank verse. The thing I found hardest was to address the writing to myself. Join us at the bar from 3pm E.T. and share your innermost thoughts, should you wish to!