The Gyre

gyre [dʒaɪə] Chiefly literary

n

1. a circular or spiral movement or path
2. a ring, circle, or spiral

vb

(intr)to whirl

[from Latin gȳrus circle, from Greek guros]
I went back to the location where, for three months or more, I picked up a bag of trash a day; mostly plastics and fast food containers.  While drinking my coffee this morning, I spent time watching a couple of TED talks.  They got me wondering about the landscape that I had tended.

After listening to the artist, Dianna Cohen, I then moved on to Capt. Charles Moore.  By the time I had finished these two films, I became determined to make a conscientious effort to minimize my consumption of plastic even though the globe is deeply entrenched in its production, use and thoughtless discard.

Unfortunately, when I went back to Frank’s Flats, an idyllic place for many ecosystems and a harbour for waterfowl, I found so much plastic and waste that it brought me to tears.  I just find our community so detached from its actions.  I don’t really know what steps I can take to contribute to a change.  I pick up one bag of garbage every time I visit this special location.  It is a piece of land that I hold dear.

 

1 thought on “The Gyre

  1. In my city as in your countryside – the thoughtless casting aside of the refuse of our time. “Detached from it’s actions” is so right on – it’s not just the littering aspect but even more the objects of the littering that are still such a prevalent presence in our mindless consumer lives and the state of mind involved in both…I share your tears…

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