“What is a Scientist, After All?” – The Birthday of Jacques Yves Cousteau

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“What is a scientist after all? It is a curious man looking through a keyhole, the keyhole of nature, trying to know what’s going on.”
― Jacques-Yves Cousteau

“For most of history, man has had to fight nature to survive; in this century he is beginning to realize that, in order to survive, he must protect it.”
― Jacques-Yves Cousteau “The future is in the hands of those who explore… and from all the beauty they discover while crossing perpetually receding frontiers, they develop for nature and for humankind an infinite love.”
― Jacques-Yves Cousteau

“Above us flying fish gamboled, adding a discordant touch of gaiety to what was becoming a tragedy for us. Dumas and I ransacked our memories for advice on how to frighten off sharks. ‘Gesticulate wildly,’ said a lifeguard. We flailed our arms. The gray (shark) did not falter. ‘Give ’em a flood of bubbles,’ said a helmet diver. Dumas waited until the shark had reached his nearest point and released a heavy exhalation. The shark did not react. ‘Shout as loud as you can,’ said Hans Hass. We hooted until our voices cracked. The shark appeared deaf. ‘Cupric acetate tablets fastened to leg and belt will keep sharks away if you go into the drink,’ said the Air Force briefing officer. Our friend swam through the copper-stained water without a wink. His cold, tranquil eye appraised us. He seemed to know what he wanted, and he was in no hurry.”
– Excerpt from the book, “The Silent World” by Jacques Cousteau

“People protect what they love.”
― Jacques-Yves Cousteau (June 11, 1910 – 1997)

Pothered in Fists of Cloud

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Disdain

Pothered in

Fists of cloud

Slippery rain

With

Ashen light

Sliding off the

Rims of ripplesTwigs snapping

Louder than thunder

Creosote eyes

Wearing the storm

Cinder breath

Pawing through

Living yarnA cat chasing a mole

 

A Shrewd Grief

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  Barbed malevolence

A shrewd and blunt Grief

That his somber Absence

Should foster such Relief

Hamburger Knees

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Smoky rain snivels through hacking breeze

Neat tidy mind savagely tangled

Wrangled, scraping-bleak, sliding off Speed

Man crumpled on two hamburger knees

Dusty eyes the green of dying leaves

Brain’s Fumigation

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Pluvial wreckage-

The Hurried moored in Silence-

Sun flickers through Rain

Below, moldered gloom

Marching of Morning’s commute

Resounding above

Sound of sniffles in the sewer-

Brain’s fumigation

One of Those Sorts of Days

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Very experimental for me, this. Does seem to suit the way I was feeling today. P.S. If ever I was able to capture an image of that thing called one’s “Muse”, that fellow in the middle would definately be mine.

Many ebullient cheers.

-Autumn Jade