Last week I heard I heard Krista Tippett interview the oceanographer Sylvia Earle. Earle was given the nickname Her Deepness because she was the first person to walk solo on the bottom of the sea.
Her Deepness talked about revelation: the wonder of the phosphorescent world beneath the sea. And she talked about conservation: the need to preserve the diversity of the ocean.
One morsel that stayed with me was her comment that every fish looks different. I take it for granted that every human, cat or dog looks unique. It is surprising and wonderful that this is true for fish as well. She recommended meeting fish in places other than your dinner plate.
Here are some fish by Bilibin:
A snipefish from Leonard Baskin:
Here is a poem by Stephen Spender.
The word bites like a fish.
Shall I throw it back free
arrowing to the sea
where thoughts lash tail and fin?
Or shall I pull it in
to rhyme upon a dish?