El Niño
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White pelicans emigrating to Elkhorn Slough
while basking sharks breach off Big Sur
Flying fish gliding over Monterey Bay
as Baja sea slugs slither on the Berkeley flats
Black skimmers massing near Moss Landing
while Tuna crabs from Mexico paint Orange County beaches red
Whales singing the songs of warming waters
as they feed off the Farallones in record numbers
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It’s been noted before . . .
Exotic tropical species, preceding an El Niño
pivoting northward along the Pacific coast
by air, by sea, by land as well
Outside the box
beyond the margins agreed upon by precedent
catalogued by science
informed
by the perspective of those whose views
are limited by their lifespans.
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The Old Ones looked to the animals
for clues
as to what the seasons would bring.
They paid attention to the subtle shifts of rhythm, timing and circumstance
that made the difference between
struggling to merely survive
and ensuring their children would thrive.
The squirrels gathered more nuts
preceding a hard winter
Certain plants produced more seed
so that more might survive ’til spring
The geese aimed southward earlier
as if called upon to do so.
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Things fall into step
in a regulated economy
or they fail.
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The Wise Ones of our current epic–
the meteorologists–
learned in the ways of charts and graphs
and computer simulations
now sing the same song as the whales
As the waters warm
exciting the atmosphere
and arousing the hopes
Of those who pray for rain, for relief
for respite from drought
that sweet counterpoint
to a song so dry it cracks the throats
of those who dare to sing it.
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El Niño!
Let’s all pray for El Niño!
The “little boy” who would soothe our parched fields
with life-giving sustenance
while washing all our cares away
Along with all the soil that lost its mooring
in the recent fires
in the Mayacamas, in the Sierras
and elsewhere in the West.
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An anticipated and longed-for miracle
And yet
as all else in life
A mixed bag of potential upsides, downsides
opportunities and misfortunes
A multi-dimensional melange
masquerading as a Monday morning weather forecast
with no hint of irony.
A promising notion
whose only guarantee is uncertainty.
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Tim Konrad
11 October 2015
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