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Shifting Baseline Syndrome

A poem about memory and insects

Where have all the insects gone,
Do you stop and wonder?

Family of Caddisfly, they say your numbers are decreasing by up to 68%,
And I can’t say I even knew.

All I remember from my younger years,
Is that there were a lot more of you.

Millipedes and beetles under the plant pots,
Dragonflies at the pond,
Multicoloured moths in the trees.

If you noticed the decline, did you see it on the hills far & wide,
Or through cleaner windscreens & less miniature intruders to throw outside?

We unintentionally tricked generations of moths to the streetlight,
Mistaking the light for a celestial orientation.

Is it more convenient for us,
To treat them as pests and home invaders,
Than pollinators, recyclers and soil aerators?

But maybe there are some things we can do,
To protect and encourage,
These tiny lives to flourish?

So that our children and their children can know the sight,
Of green shield bugs on the oak tree,
And crane flies meandering wild & free.

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