Kelp

How easy it is to lose oneself
in a kelp forest. Between
canopy leaves, sunlight filters thru
the water surface; n
utrients
bring life where there’d other-
wise be barren sea; a vast eco-
system breathes. Each
being being being’s link.

Jeffrey Yang

Poem: The Tuft of Kelp

Poem: Four Years After Diagnosis

Poem: Wisterical

Poem: Hunter’s Moon

Poem: Postcard from Rockport

Poem: I Could Be a Whale Shark

Poem: Seafarers

Poem: To the Air

Sequoias of the sea

Laminariales