from My Heart Soars


I see my white brothers
going about blotting out nature from his cities.
I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds
on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things
from the bosom of mother earth as though she
were a monster, who refused to share her treasures
with him. I see him throw poison in the waters,
indifferent to the life he kills there;
and he chokes the air with deadly fumes.



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We are English teachers involved in ELT publishing in Turkey, and also touring the country giving workshops and presentations to English teachers, mainly on the use of poetry, storytelling and other lively activities in the classroom. We can be contacted by e-mail to or
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2 Responses to from My Heart Soars

  1. Gökhan says:

    It tells about what we’re through nowadays, especially the imagery of “choking with deadly fumes”. The idealisation of nature as a woman is emphasizing the cruelty of “modern” man and this metaphor opens doors to different readings; like the conflicts between civilisation and nature, man and woman, civilised and native. So many echoes and layers in so few lines. Brilliant!

  2. Absolutely right, Mr G – and indeed man’s conflict with himself – on the one hand an instinctive desire to preserve nature and on the other the destructive drive to build ever bigger temples to consumerism.

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