![]() ![]() But here is climate change at our backs, warming the oceans, spoiling all our plans. The woman from the Environment Agency in London is staring into her computer and talking about plans and scenarios and how some moves are less controversial than others, as we all gaze at the aerial shot of the sinuous and green waterlands of coastal Suffolk that we call home. There are a lot of official words going on. Why did the government withdraw its funds for the river defences of the Ore, the Deben, the Alde, the Blyth? But the question does not happen. ![]() We are in the Museum of East Anglian Life at a Transition event called, What if … the sea keeps rising? I want to put my hand up and ask about the rivers. ‘But we love the sea!’ the woman in the back row cried. ![]() Here is my introduction from the edge of the North Sea. During the last month we’ve been exploring the beauty and the crises of the sea through fiction, art, photography, poetry and memoir. The se ries looks at the changing fate of the world’s oceans and how we can respond as artists, writers and feeling human beings. After a lull in posting, this a piece I wrote recently for the new series I’m editing over at Dark Mountain online edition. ![]()
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