Welcome Poetry Friday friends! This year for National Poetry Month I'm writing and sharing found poems, most of which are science- or nature-themed. You can learn more about this form and my plans in this post describing the project. I'm also sharing these found poems as images on my Instagram in case you want to see them all in one place.
Today's poem comes from pages 7, 20, and 48 of Project Seahorse, written by Pamela S. Turner with photographs by Scott Tuason.
Night on the Reef
pony-faced fish
hover and flutter
reach out with
monkey-like tails
beautiful and vulnerable
the only fish
that holds your hand
Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2021. All rights reserved.
I hope you'll come back tomorrow and see what new poem I've found. Until then, you may want to read previous poems in this series.
April 1 - Flotsam
April 2 - A Warm Wind
April 3 - Zentangle Poem
April 4 - Soap Bubbles
April 5 - Following Butterflies
April 6 - Mount St. Helens
April 7 - Beautiful Buildings
April 8 - Muir in California
I do hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference. Happy Poetry Friday all!
The only fish that hold your hand. Lovely and unexpected! So glad you are finding poems, Tricia. Yay!
ReplyDeleteI cannot stop looking when I see a seahorse, amazingly evolved creature. Like Irene, I love that "only fish/that holds your hand". I imagine you are learning a lot, too, from the found poem search.
ReplyDeleteYes, I am learning a lot! I'm also hoping to highlight some amazing texts while sharing these poems.
DeleteOkay, I'm in love.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in the tenth grade, we went on a biology trip to Florida (two years of fundraising for one week of bliss). We snorkled in the Keys and went to a mangrove patch and I got to see these guys for myself in the wild. They didn't hold our hands - but we were still, still, and they curiously swam near us. I ADORE them. What a lovely poem, and I'll bet this book has amazing photography. (Sometimes I wish I were still teaching for excuses to pick up yet more books!)
I love that you had this experience! I went snorkeling in Cancun and the water was so rough I got tossed on the coral. I got scraped up and didn't see much.
DeleteI would love to see a seahorse in the "wild."
Such a beautiful pony-faced fish.
ReplyDeleteSeahorses are amazing creatures. As others have mentioned, "the only fish/that holds your hand" is the perfect ending for your found poem.
ReplyDeleteI have always been fascinated by seahorses. I, too, do love your ending line! I love that you used 3 pages to get your words! I am curious which form of the FOUND poem you used. And if you have a favorite. Thanks, Janet Clare F.
ReplyDeleteJanet, I'm going for pure found poems. ("A pure found poem consists exclusively of outside texts: the words of the poem remain as they were found, with few additions or omissions. Decisions of form, such as where to break a line, are left to the poet.")
DeleteI don't change the words and I use them in the order they are found in the texts. It's challenging because some times I want to rearrange, but I've given myself a strict constraint.
Like the others, I love that ending! Tanita's story about meeting them is great.
ReplyDeleteLove the unexpected ending--and what a beautiful image to leave the reader with.
ReplyDeleteMonkey like tail--I'd like to learn more about the seahorse. I just read all your poems and they are delightful!
ReplyDeleteThat ending is such a great beginning for another poem as well.
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