"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Within the frothy sprays and barren seas, Atop the very apex of our Earth, Anomalies are stirring in the breeze; Instead of mapping the expected dearth, The measurements reveal an unplanned birth Of sediments washed out by distant waves. Those melting Arctic shelves lacking in girth, Have caught the wind …
Sunbeams two-step over white blankets Gliding painlessly between worlds, Then stray too close to the edge Where looming Arctic waves Trap their latent heat; Ending the dance, And leaving Only Sea. This is a nonet, inspired by recent research that has provided the first quantitative evidence for the “albedo feedback” …
Since the Industrial revolution in the 18th Century, Methane levels have gone up by almost a factor of three. And whilst termites and bovines have their roles to play It’s anthropogenic emissions that are mostly to blame. What’s going on in the Arctic is important to know, With potential …