Thursday, 22 July 2021

Aurelia aurita

Quite a lot of these around in Cardigan Bay just now. These moon jellies are harmless and quite beautiful.

 

Aurelia aurita

Moon jellies bump gently

against my body

as I float in flooding tide

early morning, late spring.

Creatures without brain

blood, eyes, or heart

yet beautiful free swimmers

pulsing movers

 alive in their own light, iridescent silk,

with violet ornaments, carnal signals.

We let the sea swallow us

and drift together

while they murmur untold stories,

older than dinosaurs.

 

First published in Words for the Wild, 2020,

and in  'Before we Breathe' my third poetry collection (Littoral Press 2021)

 

 

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