Friday Nudibranch Blogging

The purple of Ceratosoma willani glimmers,
into following coloures of jewels,
Sharp Blue Diamond that turquious the uncertain shapes,
Rocky timber of Bleeding cut ray marble Hues
Of crystal spring sunlight stairs, the Dirty Blinding cut glass,
[ ]tuby orange Faded tissue moist uneven Stones,
[ ]eep sky frail cloudless light turkey cerealean - through paper glass,
[ ]ell rainbows - Brilliant - Blinding Pink, of Disk thin size,
[ ]oem in creamy white pearls, in a platinum strings,
A mass of chips that demand palatte complete
Brown rough gold nuggest - For framing safety

(Photo by Raymond™.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Hush now baby don't say a word
Mama's going to buy you Hypselodoris maritima
The third
Joyful mystery.
The joy that descends on you when all the trees are cut down
and all the fountains polluted and you are still alive waiting
for an absent savior.

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Electric moons glow
On long bent stalks
The telegraph wires hum
In gentle unseen hands;

Circular amber clock faces
Brighten like magic above the crowd,
And a cool calm alights
On the parched slabs of pavement.

Beneath the fluttery, beguiling net
The misty park grows quiet,
And with a smile, evening kisses
The eyes of Hypselodoris kaname.

(Photo via Umiushi.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

No one moulds us again out of earth and clay,
no one conjures our dust.
No one.

Praised be your name, No one.
For your sake
we shall flower.
Towards
Halgerda diaphana.

(Photo by Jun Imamoto.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Whovever you are: step out in to the evening
out of your living room, where everything is so known;
your house stands as the last thing before great space:
Whoever you are.
With your eyes, which in their fatigue can just barely
free themselves from the worn-out thresholds,
very slowly, lift Chromodoris bullocki
and place it against the sky, slender and alone.
With this you have made the world.

(Photo by FaizaL Omar.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

We've received much from the gods.
Doriopsilla areolata was handed to us, and the ocean's
Flood and shore. Much more,
For alien powers have become familiar
To us in a human way. The stars
Over your head can teach you things,
Although you can't equal them.

(Photo by Mikel Cortés Escalante.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Warning: Sexually explicit!

Also, I advise you turn off the soundtrack.

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

What distinguishes
Hypselodoris whitei from mortals?
That many waves in their sight roll,
an eternal stream:
us the wave lifts,
the wave swallows,
and we sink.

(Photo by Jun Imamoto.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Chained up
between gold and oblivion:
Hermissenda crassicornis.

Both reached out to seize her.
Both she left to their ways.

(Photo by tzargregory.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Familiar steps on the twilight stairs, the sight of Bornella anguilla,
An open window at which sweet hope stayed behind --
All this is inexpressible, O God, we fall to our knees,
shaken.

(Photo by Jun Imamoto.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

The other world is pressed
Against the glass.

A kind of heaven, a known nothing.

Call out to Mexichromis macropus
To colors never seen before
But most familiar.

(Photo via Umiushi Zukan.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

There are few angels that sing.
There are few dogs that bark.
A thousand violins fit in the palm of the hand.
But Cerberilla affinis is an immense angel.

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

violet, emerald, azure,
the black, pink, rose,
oyster white, the orange...
this is the orange measurement of the lines
as I design them.
The joys of Ceratosoma bicolor are fates that command us.

(Photo by Jun Imamoto.)

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Glossodoris cincta glows and glitters in my cloudy breast,
Like stars upon some gloomy grove,
Or those faint beams in which this hill is dress'd,
After the sun's remove.

(Photo by Marco Giuliano.)

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

This is Chromodoris roboi. Worth the wait, I hope!

Thanks for your patience, and your kind comments and e-mails. I thought I'd be able to post occasionally while moving, but it soon became obvious how badly I'd overextended myself in the previous months, and how desperately I needed a break from...just about everything, really.

Things are still pretty hectic, but I expect that I'll be able to ease myself back into things over the next couple of weeks. Having a plausible place to live, and a fast, reliable Internet connection, will definitely help.

I feel a little more sane, for whatever that's worth, and somewhat more able to concentrate. It'll be interesting to see whether this mood can survive a sudden reimmersion in current affairs.

Thanks again.

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

The inner being of the world often appears clouded
and hidden, and people's minds are full of doubts
and irritation, but Chromodoris magnifica cheers up their days,
and doubt's dark questions stay distant.

(Photo by Richard Seaman.)