Fat on Nitrogen
A Rhode Island pond – The beaver tastes the cold air As he builds his dam Now somewhere upstream On a vast and dying
"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
A Rhode Island pond – The beaver tastes the cold air As he builds his dam Now somewhere upstream On a vast and dying
Record-breaking rainfall has surged, A thirty-year trend has emerged; Reminding us that we are small, The rain it continues to fall. A global growth
Your reddened skies and barren soils conceal A frozen mass, but once it was a sea Infrared telescopes can now reveal What could and should,