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Confession of Obsession
A new word entertained my hearing
which was geoengineering,
and just exact as I was fearing
I counted fourteen letters.
No sooner had I set upon it
I knew I had to make a sonnet,
a ponderous acrostic misfit
I'm chained by mindset fetters.
GEOENGINEERING
G lobal warming plows on full steam ahead
E ven new bearings won't alter her course
O nce, had a chance if we'd stoppered the source
E missions of CO2 climbed instead.
N ow mitigation alone can't be pled
G iven positive feedback counterforce
I ce is a shrinking albedo resource
N o match for oceans' absorbing dark spread.
E nter the geoengineering fix
E xperiments held in a whole world lab.
R eflect with stratospheric sulphate tricks
I nject with nano-alumina jab.
N eath mirrored milky skies and sunset slicks
G reenhouse dwellers tend self-inflicted stab.
poem
by
Diane Hine
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