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.)