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Flotsam and jetsam –

Battered plastic toy rhino ~

Relic of our age. 


Speak of Tethys,
Panthalassa, Iapetus,
Now on mountain tops,
or subducted, long ago.

Fly our rich North Atlantic,
or the vast, plastic, Pacific,
Indian, Arctic,
Here for a while…

Entirely white,
I’ve flown most of these,
punctuated only by the black point
of my mind’s eye.

but of all the Oceans we know
The best cannot be seen:
Waters kept from the Sun, beneath ice, a globe entire;
Europa, Deep Blue Moon.

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