Grey Natural Light by Katherine Horrex
It breaks through voile and stains
like tannin leaching into a cup;
(the voile bunched like tissue-paper
strewn by an elephant).
Carbon filters into rooms
invisibly, on the back of the world’s breath.
Dioxide. It is not unexpected.
Nor is it hindered; almost every car
trails ashes down the road’s long
crawl of grau, grau, grau. Not much
today it seems will grow but we may dig
for graphite, paint elephants in the sky azure.