worn sparingly
a low sun and still too much
twelve years
ago I was 50, a tipping point
in understanding mortality
twelve years ago
you were in school, gatherings
in our world of your friends
twelve years ago you were
calling me a hippie – we both were green
by degrees in my garden
twelve years, two degrees,
two is the difference between a frost
and a frosty day
two is a third of
the difference between Brighton and
Yorkshire in summer
two degrees
are the difference between a heatwave
and a heatwave
one is nothing
the other is forever, neither small,
yet far too big
it is everything
everywhere and all of us, nothing else,
now numbered
today
today is our tipping point unseen
a day of silence
Autumn leaves
unsparing in a low sun, still
too much
The day after publication, October 2018, of the IPCC Special Report that gave a 12 year window to avoid 2 degrees global warming.
2019 © Andie Davidson