poetry by colin w campbell
www.colincampbell.org all poetry copyright colin w campbell
Midnight Sun
The south wind
is blowing, up north
in the land of the midnight sun.
An old man calls
out,
'When I was young,
this was a good place.
The land of the ice.
An ancient world.
An old way of life.
What's wrong with that?'
But he knows what's wrong.
For a warm wind
is blowing up north,
in the land of the
midnight sun.
Midnight Sun gained a Second Place Tie in a competition themed on the topic 'Rising Temperatures in the Artic' and was published online in Sol Magazine, Autumn 2006.
Read on Radio Sarawak on 25 Feb 2009.
