How is the environment we live in really affected by our actions? These poems bring insight into the relationship between humans and nature, in the best and worst of times.
Environment & Climate
I am the Lure to you Lore
Earth is often referred to as Mother Earth. I wanted to explore this idea: how “Mother” Earth would sound speaking to humankind about the atrocities inflicted on her. The use of repetitions appealed to me.
dear mother
A speaker reflects on their treatment of their mother.
The Lessons of KuGong
An encounter with an old Chinese grandmother during a hot summer day shoveling compost in Brooklyn.
Our delight on My Body and Soul
Even after we’ve destroyed ourselves over a refusal to view ourselves as one with each other and the Earth, it will never truly die. There’s something greater than ourselves, below us at all times.
How to Grow a Tree From Its Mother
I’ve always been interested in world-building, so for my project, I’ve mapped out and explored the stories of four key places in a world I will use to explore nuanced identity.
The Blue Book
Blue indicates many notions, more chaotically, heightening the euphoria and dysphoria of a relationship to the independent entity of nature. “The Blue Book:” encompasses a lesson learned from a peaceful world, the loudest voice.
Yesterday I saw a double rainbow
The speaker relishes nature and human connection…
Tangerine Sun
My goal for the summer of 2022 was to ride a bike in Manhattan’s Midtown/Lower East Side. While writing other pieces, I was inspired to replenish a childhood dream I did not continue.
Baby Chick
When my sister left for college, she left behind a learning experience for me, one that resulted in a flock of lifelong companions.
Human Rights Is A Global Issue, U.S. Take Note
South Korea needs to improve human rights policies for anti-discrimination laws and cleaner air. The U.S. needs to take notice.
Blackout
This poem is a climate-change activism piece that follows mother nature’s crystalized tears as they pelt down on Earth, causing a blackout in a hospital where a guilt-ridden man awaits death.
oysters & ceviche
i am suffocated in it.
We Slink into the Wilderness
This piece chronicles a drive upstate across the Taconic, feeling each bend in the road, looking for familiar trees out of my window.
least favorite season
an ode to winter, but not exactly a commentary on the coldest season.