Diane Wakoski: Braised Leeks & Framboise
The Saturnian taste
of old raspberries, and the moon’s
clear-fingered insistence
of leek. These two intangible things
I owe you
Robert Cording: Dome Houses
When erected, the domes must have looked
like something built to colonize Mars.
Video: She Sells Seashells
Archival footage meets contemporary black and white super 8, in a curious exploration of the female cockle gatherers of South Wales and the surprising secrets shellfish and seaweed hold for our oceans’ health.
Kevin Dann: Why Seashells Resemble Spiraling Galaxies and the Human Heart
From dissecting hearts to designing ornithopters, James Bell Pettigrew saw spirals as the blueprint of nature—but his grand vision was lost to history.
David Hastings: We Have Entered the Era of ‘Global Boiling’ —Marine Wildlife, Ecosystems, and Economies Are Being Devastated
Marine heat waves are causing record-breaking ocean temperatures that kill animals and impact ocean-based industries.
Alfred Corn: Naskeag
Once a day the rocks, with little warning—
not much looked for even by the spruce
and fir ever at attention above—
fetch up on these tidal flats and bars.
Paul Christensen: At Sea on the Queen Mary Two
In the decks above, life was throbbing and squirming in anticipation of some event that would never come. Or if it came, would be so gradual as to be uneventful. The sea told me that.
Sadakichi Hartmann: Why I Love Thee?
Ask why the seawind wanders,
Why the shore is aflush with the tide,
Why the moon through heaven meanders
Like seafaring ships that ride
Nidia Hernández: Únicamente mar | Only Sea
For days now
something like nothingness is growing
Laurence Musgrove: Surely
wondering what we’d
have to do, to leave behind,
to lose, to grieve without stopping
Pascale Petit: Salt Bride
How long has Earth floated in her salt dress?
When did her bridal gown crystallise,
weighing her down like an anchor
inside a dead sea?
Liza Katz Duncan: The Uncles
I’m forgetting others, I know.
One had a scar near his eye in the shape of a bird.
One, a firefighter, had tattooed the word
mercy, and fed the feral cats.
Michael T. Young: How to Survive the End of the World
these strangers random as bits of sea glass
collected and admired
Richard Foerster: Grindadráp, 9/12/21
How tidy the aftermath of today’s slaughter,
how precise the tally, a record: 1428
slick hulls, black as polished onyx
