Degrowing Knowledge Or Where Do We Go When Glory Outlives Us?
We were gloriousIt was us against the worldThe world being the opponent thatnaturallywas collateral for us residing here When we held the sky hostagegreedier eyes looked to the cosmosSetting up a franchise on a planetthat wanted no partin the plotting of gargoyles Broken grass and stupid treeswhen bees became goldSupply met demandAnd ever so graduallyoctogenarians as scarce aspure oxygen Turning and turning and turningsomehow everything observes a loyal orbitPlotting and scheming and planningsomehow we are the orbitless A ray of sunshinefalls upon the ones who feel too deeplyand strangely it refracts against the purity of frustrated resistanceilluminating a tired caravanto the shrinking possible When the date palm accommodates the windand the coasting bird negotiates against nothingnessWhen two opposing waters confront without bleeding into the otherperhaps they teach ushow to degrow and rebuildeverything we know Soukeyna Osei-Bonsu is a poet and writer based in London. She is author of the chapbook “All The Birds Were Invited To A Feast In The Sky” and has been featured in the publication The Drinking Gourd, The Black Explorer, Amaliah and …