7 January, 2016
If the moon’s surface was composed of waves
the way DaVinci thought,
sun reflecting moon ocean and our dark seas’
borders might be in temperatures, in currents,
in light—the fish sustaining themselves in the cold rock,
the warped water, our planet at arms-length like a hot pearl.
During red tide, the waves
bring small jellyfish clear as plastic bags.
A lifeguard washes stings with a spray bottle of vinegar.
On Cornish beaches, reports say Legos
wash up since 1997 when a shipment was lost.
Occasionally, a sea monster arrives—
a thirteen foot oarfish, a log covered in goose barnacles.
Third graders learn about the universal solvent.
But there are always exceptions—
during the density experiment—in water,
oil and honey divide into colored rings.
In the Great Salt Lake, some tourists in their hats
bob like corks all day, all day in the green water.
Have you seen the video of the zebra
attacked by the lion? The lion clamps on the zebra’s neck.
The zebra lowers her further into water.
Out of breath, the lion must let go.
What else might collect in water?
In paintings, Monet’s bridge over the lily pond—
a dark curve in reflection. In Sunrise, his bay—dashes,
blue and orange on a wash of faded violet.