On my way to getting an updated Covid shot, I saw the Whaling Wall in
White Rock. Painted by
Robert Wyland, the creatures brought to mind
a recent article about plastic. Largely dependent on fossil fuel extraction, it is not only in the fish we eat, it seems to have permeated the clouds. The enduring ingredient to buttress our everyday products has turned into a micro-superpower gone rogue. I wonder, now that plastics have likely penetrated our DNA, will that translate into more resiliency for us somehow? I could do with more plasticity as I age. Kidding aside, there are serious implications that have little to do with vanity. All this, and war news as winter looms, influenced my poem.
Sun-cast stars on the sea, as if by a fairy's wand, moved me from worries to wonder.
That picture of the ocean is gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. Am talking with friends and doing what we can. Many alternatives which may be too late.
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ReplyDeleteLove the whale mural, beautiful. I am picturing all of us marching towards to organics. Will their be enough to go around? Take care, have a great day!
Plastics pollution seems to be more serious than I had thought. I learned about nano plastics. BTW, haven’t you ever lied on the grass and looked up at the sky and had the illusion that you were looking down at it? The last two photos reminded me of that feeling. The sky and the sea merges together and stars on the waves.
ReplyDeleteI love that upside-down feeling, stardust. Gravity pulls our bodies down but never our imaginations. :)
DeleteNow I'm looking at my soup with heaps of suspicion. All right, I was suspicious before reading your poem. A thought provoking piece...
ReplyDeleteThat's an amazing mural.
ReplyDeleteAt my Leave No Trace training we learned that humans eat 5 grams of microplastics a week which is a little more than a half a pound of year. I find that a little disconcerting.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos and scary information.
ReplyDeleteMaria - thanks for visiting my blog and your kind comments! Plastic is one of the many of man's inventions that were created with good intentions, and resulted in unintended consequences ... Have a restful weekend!
ReplyDeleteLove the sparkly water.
ReplyDeleteSlight exaggerations, "seems to have permeated the clouds" and DNA but coulld be soon, sooner than we want to admit.
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Not only were microplastics found in clouds, which could be contributing to climate change, it has been found in us. To quote from the article I sited: "Fragments of plastic smaller than 5mm (around the size of a sesame seed) have been found in the furthest reaches of the planet and most intimate parts of the human body, including the blood, lungs, and placentas of pregnant women."
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The way you've constructed your piece makes it feel a little like a suspense-horror, where the audience can see the killer right there in the shot, while the protagonists ignore every clue. I only wish it was fiction.
ReplyDeleteThe poem layout / design are inspired ... the message 1million times greater. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteA powerful poem beautifully done! Says it all! Beautiful images! We are all getting the brunt of these plastics, marine life is right in the thick of it.
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ReplyDeleteThe thought of plastic in our bloodstream is a terrible thought. It is no wonder there are so many cancers around us. Your poem is thought provoking. On the bright side I love your photos. The whale mural is one of my favorites and the sparkles in the sea is lovely. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Take care, have a great weekend.
...Yousuf Karsh is correct!
ReplyDeleteI love the mural: all the blue shades in it.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely mural and photos ~ informative post ~ yes, we need to take better care of Mother Earth ~ hugs,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Powerful images!
ReplyDeleteI need that twinkling water shot after reading and thinking about plastic, and yet we need poet town criers. It's as if we are putting plastic bags on our heads, a dangerous practice.
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ReplyDeleteThis is a thought provoking post, scary but real, not a figment of our imagination, but a scientifically proven fact, plastic has invaded our soil, sea, atmosphere, food, and our bodies. We all know it causes Cancer but has it now gone too far to ever be corrected! Your powerful poem brings the problem to the fore.
There is beauty in your photos, thank you for posting both the beauty and the beast.
All the best
Sonjia.
Beautiful painting. Beautiful pics. That silvery twinkle is like a magic peeping through despair and dismay.
ReplyDeleteHi, Maria! I saw that photo on Skywatch and said, "that looks familiar". Glad I checked it out. It's been a while. I remember walking with you at Crescent Beach. I'm in Campbell River now, still blogging. https://wanderinweeta.blogspot.com/2023/11/birds-on-wires.html
ReplyDeleteI like the formatting of this poem, Penelope. That last photo is magical.
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