

(2025) The author, gazing on Arctic and mountain ice that she knows will be gone in a few short years, longs for a word to describe her sense of loss over something that isn't lost yet, and her urge to memorialize a climate that is only in the process of changing. From this departure point she muses about memory, memorials, monuments, language, responsibility, and the climate crisis. I recognize her feelings, and am grateful for her voicing them