My tweets and photos about the Arctic caught the attention of the super-talented, all-around great biologist/naturalist (& musician) Nash Turley, and he wrote a poem. It’s lovely.
QUIET OCEAN
White ice is broken by incessant glow
Sea comes alive, to sing, so grow
Anadromous fins fled winter extremes
Return to dance in shimmering streams
Churning chilled seas offer brief respite
Inviting colored stones to reflect light
Crystalline plane is dazzling effect
Shaken silhouette as I stop and reflect
Here’s one of the photos that inspired this poetry.
(Thank you, Nash, for the discussions, the poem, and for allowing me to post it here.)