I talked to Tom Ashbrook for On Point on NPR today. The talk is available to listen again here.
I referred to a poem by Les Murray. It's about cuttlefish (not squid):
Spacefarers past living planetfall
on our ever-dive in bloom crystal:
when about our self kin selves appear,
slowing, rubber to pulp, we slack from spear,
flower anemone, re-clasp and hang, welling
while the design of play is jelling,
then enfolding space, jet
every way to posit some essential set
of life-streaks in the placeless,
or we commune parallel, rouge to cerulean
as odd proposals of shape and zip floresce
– till jig-maw apparition
spurts us apart into vague as our colours shrink,
leaving, of our culture, an ectoplasm of ink.
Loved your interview with Tom today! Thanks so much for making my day go just a little better!
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