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FROM THE
WINDOW OF A SUBMERSIBLE
poem for
David Attenborough’s 100th birthday
his voice is
nature
it’s
where you can’t, you’d never go
some
say red in tooth and claw
and
that’s rich coming from
from
a hide or on the trail
all
this unwitting
or
so seems
and
we come to understand
wonder
how far we will get
an
intimate bubble world is
and
everywhere a question
what
sound does a platypus make?
how
did these molecules get together?
what
else is still down there?
there
isn’t the time to wait for an answer
he’s
off to catch a dragon
colour
is communication
as
any old sun shows
everywhere
wonders
the
story to tell
listens,
asks, observes
some
trees are still here down to him
they’ve
released him in the wild
of
course it’s only we can see
he rescues the world from us
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