Climate Change by Meg Freer

Poem Title: Climate Change Poet Name: Meg Freer Poem: The heat in the school gym, thick as velour, gave me a headache, changed my breathing. It’s finally cooler back at home, but a few ants still stroll down the kitchen walls. The chemistry midterm report reads: “no significant weakness at this time.” But whole forests are on the move to higher elevations. It’s all the sitting that gets to you. I walk past a red lifejacket plastered against a broken upstairs window, ready for the owner to grab on the way out as floodwaters rise and escape becomes courage. If we have to, we will go, when the universe opens space and time for us to grasp one rope, climb out of our primordial stew again. Sometimes we spend more time trying not to annoy people than we do trying to please them. My sister declares, “We will never eat soup again.” End of poem. Credits: Copyright © Meg Freer Meg Freer grew up in Missoula, Montana and studied musicology in Minnesota and New Jersey, where she also worked in scholarly book publishing. She now teaches piano and theory, takes photos, enjoys the outdoors year-round in Ontario, and wishes she had more time to write poetry. Her photos, poems and prose have been published in journals such as Ruminate, Vallum Contemporary Poetry, Arc Poetry, Poetry South, Eastern Iowa Review, and Rat’s Ass Review. In 2017 she attended the Summer Literary Seminars in Tbilisi, Republic of Georgia. Her poems have been shortlisted and have won awards in several contests in both the U.S. and Canada.