Your fields are empty now.
Only your ghosts dance
while cranes of another kind
dance cities into being
All that remain of you are
a fading crackle of your energy
and some grainy video footage
that people in the new cities
will watch to marvel
at the wonders the world
once held.
​Juliet Wison is a British poet and environmentalist who lives in Edinburgh. The poem is a good example of her concern and anguish over the destruction of the environment.
