Anthropocene
July 12 2023
I know the earth is changing.
That the climate will worsen
and scarcity rule.
That desperate men
will claw at each other
like crabs in a bucket
clambering up the sides.
That the strong
will hoard the spoils
and loot the plunder
as our great cities crumble
and billions starve.
I was raised
in an era of prosperity,
an age of abundance
we took for granted
assumed would last.
So why not believe in the future,
expect that life
will keep getting better
for all of time?
After all
no one goes to war
who's fat and satisfied.
But now
the middle of the 20th century
is where they've drawn the line;
our imperceptible decline
from bigger, faster, shinier
to fighting over the crumbs.
I feel guilty about this;
that the beginning of the end
would coincide
with the year of my birth.
That while I was the beneficiary
of industry,
I was also the instrument
of this runaway train,
the calamity
the climate became
as we partied on.
My entire life
lived in a golden age
and no one even noticed;
the less than a century
when civilization peaked
and mankind strode the earth
like some entitled colossus.
When anything, it seemed
was possible.
Yet here I am
gazing out at the lake
on a summer day
that seems like it always has,
a temperate sun
a riffle of breeze
and a world that's lush and green.
Which, I think, is what got us into trouble
in the first place.
How quickly
we move through time,
preoccupied
by the petty concerns
of daily life,
while the earth
moves too slowly to notice.
And now, after it's gone so far
as to become unstoppable
we will tear ourselves apart,
watching our monumental works
crumble and collapse,
fighting like hungry dogs
over the salvaged remains
and foraged scraps.
And in the unlikely event
anyone is left
and cares to look
this will be our legacy,
a single line of strata
in billions of years of rock.
From the front page of today’s Globe and Mail:
Ontario’s Crawford Lake offers clearest marker on Earth of moment humans began to change the planet, scientists say
“The Anthropocene has gained a Canadian starting line. On Tuesday, an international panel of scientists announced that Crawford Lake, a small body of water located 50 kilometres west of Toronto, has emerged from among a dozen candidates around the world as the place that best records the dawn of the human epoch.
That epoch, they say, began during the middle of the 20th century, when our species effectively became the main driver of global change.
Those who study Earth as an inter connected system maintain that this transition marks not only a turning point in history, but the beginning of a new interval in geologic time. And while the Anthropocene is unfolding everywhere around the world, its arrival was preserved with unusual precision at Crawford Lake. . . . “
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