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NEW COUNTRIES WILL
GROW UP ON GRACEFUL
PROMONTORIES WHERE A FEW
PEOPLE GATHER TOGETHER/
IN THEIR WORLD IT WILL BE
ILLEGAL TO OWN THE LAND…

Billboard
Robert Montgomery
Ostend Wall Piece. Crystal Ship Festival, 2016
Hahnemühle Photorag

Today, 22 April, is Earth Day.

https://www.robertmontgomery.org/new-gallery/hlltwglwt2au4gtsho09mz2afejeee

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #EarthDay #EarthDay2026 #environment #environmentalism

A billboard, covering one wall of a five-storey block. In the foreground, three adults and one child are looking up at it. The billboard is black and carries white text in all capitals. The text reads:

NEW COUNTRIES WILL
GROW UP ON GRACEFUL
PROMONTORIES WHERE A FEW
PEOPLE GATHER TOGETHER/
IN THEIR WORLD IT WILL BE
ILLEGAL TO OWN THE LAND.
//AND THEY WILL MAKE
NEW LITERATURES IN
WHICH THE OIL AGE WILL
BE FORGOTTEN//
AND OUR CITIES WILL BE
FOLDED BACK INTO THE SAND/
AND THEY WILL NOT EVEN
REMEMBER HOW WE ONCE
HELD THE WORLD IN OUR
HANDS AND HOW WE
CRUSHED IT LIKE A BIRD
IN OUR HANDS

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bradan à linne
fadh à frith
craobh à coille

trì nithean
nach meàirle
ghabhail o nàdar…

—Aonghas MacNeacail, “trì nithean”
published in Laoidh an donais òig / Hymn to a young demon (Polygon, 2007)

#Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #EarthDay #EarthDay2026 #poem #poetry #landrights

aonghas macneacail
three things

salmon from the pool
deer from the moor
tree from the wood

three things
it’s no crime
to take from nature

grouse and salmon and deer
…and land and land and land

whose are they
who stole them

whose are they
who stole them

whose are they
who stole them

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aonghas macneacail
trì nithean

bradan à linne
fadh à frith
craobh à coille

trì nithean
nach meàirle
ghabhail o nàdar

cearc-fhraoich is bradan is fiadh
… is fearann is fearann is fearann

cò leis iad
cò ghoid iad

cò leis iad
cò ghoid iad

cò leis iad
cò ghoid iad

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140d

dear small daughter for a long time I did not write
what had already become past-tense was past-tense
and I am sorry I was not able to hold it as one might
in a dream hold a stream of water and sing it to sleep…

—Sheila Black, “Climate (7) (Past Tense)”
published in BREAK IN CASE OF SILENCE: New Writing Scotland 39 (ASL, 2021)

https://asls.org.uk/publications/books/newwriting/nws39/

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #EarthDay #EarthDay2026 #climate #environment #environmentalism #climatechange

Sheila Black
Climate (7) (Past Tense)

dear small daughter for a long time I did not write
what had already become past-tense was past-tense
and I am sorry I was not able to hold it as one might
in a dream hold a stream of water and sing it to sleep
and I am sorry that I told you this image as if it were
in truth perdurable plangent and constant moon
over our seas when it is the shifting that matters.
dear small the birds the mockingbirds they sang
in the middle of the night and for this we cursed
them but then we came upon their nests in the black
of day noon when the sun is a diamond burning
through however much blue and the two of them
circled so tirelessly with their wings fanning the
turquoise eggs inside the nest of dead grass and we
understood we were not the only ones but even this
could not stop us from doing as we had done all
our lives long and the cars we pulled out of driveways
and the highways that took us into the buzzing
electric of buildings poured in dense concrete
and the cooling chemicals seeping and cycling
as though through calm artificial hearts and outside
unnoticed the ghost-blue of juniper needle and berry
and the ghost-rising of smoke from the fires we
claimed we had not set. dear daughter now that we
must use the past-tense for what we thought was ours
now as we move into the possible distance I open
my hand to give you this picture of two wings.

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Change, change – that’s what the terns scream
down at their seaward rocks;
ﬂeet clouds and salt kiss –
everything else is provisional,
us and all our works…

—Kathleen Jamie, “Fianuis”
published in SELECTED POEMS (Picador, 2018)

https://www.panmacmillan.com/authors/kathleen-jamie/selected-poems/9781509882953

#Scottish #literature #EarthDay #poem #poetry #EarthDay2026 #environment #environmentalism

Fianuis
by Kathleen Jamie

Well, friend, we’re here again —
sauntering the last half-mile to the land’s frayed end
to find what’s laid on for us, strewn across the turf —
gull feathers, bleached shells,
a whole bull seal, bone-dry,
knackered from the rut
(we knock on his leathern head, but no one’s home).

Change, change — that’s what the terns scream
down at their seaward rocks;
ﬂeet clouds and salt kiss —
everything else is provisional,
us and all our works.
I guess that’s why we like it here:
listen — a brief lull,
a rock pipit’s seed-small notes.

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Happy #EarthDay2026
(Graphic from ages ago)

Graphic depicting a floral cross-stitch sampler with the words
Save the bees
Plant some trees
Clean the seas
Punch Nazis

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This #EarthDay I present to you...

my front door

My family will be using the garage door for the next couple of weeks as we have for the last couple

We, all of us, all of humanity, are nothing more than a thin expression on top of the natural world. Take care of it, and it takes care of you. Don't take care of it, and, well... not good things

i wish more took heed, but we're an egocentric species

#EarthDay2026 #bird #birds

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the nest, as it sits in a wreath on a door

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Join me Tuesday @ 6pm EST/5pm CST when #LaEsoterica honors #EarthDay2026 with films, art and performances that explore nature. Featured Presentation: The Natural History of The Chicken (Dir. Mark Lewis, 2000)🇺🇸 Playlist available here (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2Zslnc5XTfviY20C_c1-Px8ffXhBxeM9&si=F253fhARrFxE61tb)
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