calling all sea urchins
Sea urchins, you know who you are. Sea pups. Water lovers. Beach combers. Shell collectors. Admirers of Marianas Trench. Smellers of the algal/iodine smells of low tide. Marine science failures like me (because I was feminist death bad at math at Smith), not necessarily do you have mermaid-y tresses! It's okay. You're still so worthy.
JOHN WILLIAM WATERHOUSE, MERMAID, WIKIMEDIA COMMONS |
We're all looking for our mothers, are we not? Those mythical fishes.
MARY ON THE HALF SHELL, SOMERVILLE, MA, WIKIMEDIA COMMONS |
But the irony is that you are what you seek, urchins. She was here the whole time, where the water meets the shore and in the abyss and in your own veins, flowing.
"Not only is blood mostly water, but the watery portion of blood, the plasma, has a concentration of salt and other ions that is remarkably similar to sea water." -- from The New York Times, "The Wonders of Blood." This blog is about that. How I love the sea and all that is in it, and its metaphors.
Top photo credit: RALPH CLEVENGER, CORBIS
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