THIS IS HOW THE WORLD BURNS

We are experiencing a heat wave as I write. Second one of the year so far. We seem incapable of changing our collective behaviour and reducing the amount of carbon dioxide we create. A number of years ago I travelled across France by train, an adventure in itself, on my way to Catalunya. There was a similar situation.

TRAVELLING IN TIMES OF UNUSUAL WEATHER

I had expected more delays

but the trains ran through the heatwave

slowed only by a series of failed signals

we were handed

plastic bottles of warm water

until the supply ran out

the heat in the final station

stole the sweat from our skin

this is how the world burns

This is a simple, factual poem that I hope delivers the punch in its final line. 

I've been listening to Anna Ternheim a lot recently. Here's Caroline.

Until next time.