Thursday, August 30, 2012

Symbiosis


Greek syn, (not “ugly as homemade”)
bonds with bios.
No longer simply with, or solitary life,
but merged into life with,
creative connectedness congenial
to both parties involved.

Thus, sightless shrimp invites the goby
into his watery nest, his guest a light enough sleeper
to warn of approaching predator.

Accordant clownfish and anemone
exchange light housekeeping on an ocean reef
for cozy quarters with a spectacular view.

Oxpecker pecks on rhinosaurus
since lice are nice enough to eat (if that's your thing)
but not so nice, I think, when eaten by.

Sighing siboglinid tube worms keep
certain bacteria happy in hot water so both 
can grow and gross us out another day.

Of all such pairs in nature, though, none is so fun
as the coveted codependency
of grandmother teaching and tickling little boy
who, in return, tickles and teaches her.

(c) Ellen Gillette, 2012

Okay, I'm cheating here, giving myself a break by posting something I'd written before...but new to almost everyone on the planet! 


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