We seem to be sleepwalking into an ecological catastrophe of our own making. The question is, how do we set in motion forces of a corresponding magnitude to remedy the failing: the fact that contemporary civilisation is now ruthlessly driving Nature, our whole multifaceted biosphere, to its very limits? This is the seminal question of our time, requiring a quantum leap of consciousness. And this is where, quietly working though the subtle power of imagination, poetry comes in. For it must be one of the tasks of poets to make visible all the invisible connected threads that draw us together, to ...
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