Sunday 23 February 2014

An Industrious Nature - A Poem

I see industrious mountains
and the expanding wooded sprawl
Shrubby conurbations begin the process
and later wild flower population booms occur
Amidst this prolific progress and growth
Energy resource discoveries are utilised to their maximum efficiencies
The squirrels and Jays intelligently bank their natural capital for a rainy day
and in the valley bottom, ceaseless liquid capital carves the way
transferring and trading nutrients to other centers of investment
Commuting birds over-head, searching out a meal on their lunch breaks
All the while the invisible hand of the ecology guides, drives and steers this Living, Breathing, Planet.

1/2/2013
10 Foster St, Penrith

I feel this quote fits in well too:

"I remember my earliest view of Manchester. I saw the forest of chimneys pouring forth volumes of steam and smoke, forming an inky canopy which seemed to embrace and involve the whole place."
—W. Cooke Taylor , (1842)

Radical Chadderton

This could be overly radical for some and even illegal just writing it; in-sighting criminal damage? Or some other nonsense. However, in very many circumstances, laws do not have a sound moral footing to their orders. Non-the-less I cannot help myself and I shall proceed to speak my mind. It is of a story. A story that begins with democratic, peaceful and truly sustainable direct action. It is a story of a community, young and old, trudging with fruit trees and spades in hand over the rolley pastures to the land owned by the council (i.e. owned by the people) and proceeding to plant Chadderton's first community orchard. Carefully documented; children wellied up and grins a plenty, sticking in the future fruity abundance of the locality. Re-establishing vital socio-ecological connections through the action of truly sustainable development. However the grievous day would  arrive when a two-stroke wind would waft across the commons and the developer's or the council's chain-saw shaped fist will come down upon their own community, raising the orchard to the ground. Developers from over the hills destroying trees lovingly planted by local children and families who care about their world and their living landscape. I can see the headlines now. Is this North Korea? some will worryingly query. With the bad press the developers showed cracks of alarm. Alarm as I currently feel at their plans.