Category Archives: Music and Poetry

Seven Reasons for Hope in Our Troubled World

Some 75th Anniversary Reflections

By Guy Dauncey

It’s been a long, a long time coming

But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will

Listen here: Sam Cooke

To the left of me, to the right of me, in front and behind, I see people giving up on the belief that we can change the world. 

Saying awful things about humanity, fearing awful things about the climate crisis, feeling awful things about the future. Feeling panic. Feeling trapped. Good people, kind people, thoughtful people, drowning under all the bad news. Just can’t see a way forward. Concluding that it’s all too late.

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To Dam, or Not to Dam? An Ode to the Peace River


To dam, or not to dam: that is the question,

whether tis nobler to suffer

the loss of farmland and First Nations rights by powerful flooding,

or, by solar, wind and conservation, geothermal too,

to craft another path to the energy we’ll need

and save the land for growing food and flowing water,

under the peaceful sky.

 – Guy Dauncey, January 2018

A Modern Alphabet



A is for Albatross

A is for Albatross,

far-winging freely across oceans of wonder,

mating for life till they die,

but their chicks have a diet of grim plastic plunder,

filling their bellies with lies.

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I Am the Very Model of a Modern Climate Heretic


For the music, see YouTube  (starts at 50 seconds). Any singer or Gilbert and Sullivan Society is welcome to take the words and run with them – please let me know when you do.

I am the very model of a modern climate heretic,

I quibble and prevaricate, and cherry-pick each statistic,

I fulminate and froth a bit and calumnate the lot of it,

I am the very model of a modern climate heretic.

They say that burning fossil fuels is warming up the atmosphere,

That all our greenhouse gases will eliminate the biosphere,

But since there is a God above who’s always looking after us,

There’s little sense in worrying about a weak hypothesis.

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