Poetry About Marine Biology

In a diver writing beneath blue water, marine biology finds a visible shape. Coral polyps opening after dusk carries what ordinary speech leaves unfinished. Between plankton glowing in a sample jar and a whale call crossing the trench, the heart learns to listen. The ocean becomes less remote when each living system is closely observed, though the day rarely says so aloud. By night, tide pools mapped at low tide becomes a promise rather than an ending.

Coral polyps opening after dusk enters the poem first. Marine biology follows, neither symbol nor explanation, but weather. A whale call crossing the trench keeps the difficult measure. We stand near a diver writing beneath blue water and let certainty loosen. The ocean becomes less remote when each living system is closely observed. Tide pools mapped at low tide remains after the room grows quiet.

Someone remembers plankton glowing in a sample jar. Someone else names a diver writing beneath blue water and means an entire life. Marine biology moves between them with patient hands. Coral polyps opening after dusk refuses to become only background. The ocean becomes less remote when each living system is closely observed. At last, tide pools mapped at low tide gives the silence somewhere to rest.