Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Day 9

King Crab catcher, plunderer of northern waters, you rest at port in the calm of the Lake Washington Ship Canal. Do the men who guide you through the Bering Sea wonder if you'll bring them home safely to their love, to their families, to their quite abode resting above the grey waters? Do they wonder if Alaskan King Crabs will endure the warming tides, if their livelihood, dependent upon their catch, endures the collapse of fisheries worldwide? In time, Arctic Sea, you will crumble into the sea as the great polar ice-caps crumble into the sea. What, then, will endure the failures of humankind? 

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