Stephen House has won many awards and nominations as a poet, playwright, and actor. He’s had 20 plays produced with many published by Australian Plays Transform. He’s received several international literature residencies from The Australia Council for the Arts, and an Asialink India literature residency. He’s had two chapbooks published by ICOE Press Australia: ‘real and unreal’ poetry and ‘The Ajoona Guest House’ monologue. His next book drops soon. He performs his acclaimed monologues widely.
100 seconds to midnight chimes the doomsday clock calculated by experts and scientists to somehow give knowledge on the ending of planet ten score seconds spells how long who knows it’s attained by considering factors involved stacked evidence pushes clock hands forward our earth in a mess they don’t say we all say it counted time left stationary at present and while not moved on clock seems almost ok the fact it hasn’t slipped back offers little for efforts in pulling planet back from demise have been feeble and offer slim hope major powers still investing in nuclear arsenal world leaders continue aggression troops build on borders as invasions are launched refugee camps continue as shelter weak attempts by all countries to ease climate crisis temperatures rise and ongoing extinctions weather rolls on with chaos destruction heat records continually broken and as much as politicians pretend covid on wane we all know it becomes grimmer each year vaccines may assist humankind for awhile until a smarter new variant invades us billionaires grow richer at an increasing pace ground mined deeper and space the new travel while poor become poorer as rain patterns change with food crop failure becoming the norm and while sceptics say all is the same as has been token promises are made at world summit but as a human on earth with my own observations end approaching is an accurate assumption doomsday clock has been halted for around 3 years is that meant to cause celebration according to those who move the hands of the clock it indicates we’re still close to all over
slam smash crush aware now our cycle earth fall by stark hot beat sliding time steaming new realisation recurrence over grip on twisting being truth chaos result going on as is we never ending expected destruction living freedom fast in progress disappear our wilderness gapes crying need collective creepers refuse to cease finality breathing smoke of anguish ongoing collect asking multiple appeal of help without reply wonder hopeful conclusion as increase death we were a nature life of sweet cohesive once realized it coming and puzzle gave us plague confronted our remembering laughing gentle chosen dreaming blocked as bled to shocking will aid give or never assist third world plight mixed emotion not previous seen planet frantic coughing earth struggle smile gone spontaneous wishing change but continual barrage rockets empty eventually sinks all to crawling in plead enquiry unnecessary original of global cease confronts reality inaudible torture bled in this asking help questions repeat silence bang nil nil bang silence repeat question help asking this sweeping of life to demise relation climate to crisis of our time maybe but how can we go sceptic babble ramble to cover wealthy seek government spout supports money theory only