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Love in a Tidepool.

By: Jane van Aist

There are many ways to do it,

Think of flowers, birds and bees,

But if you really want an expert,

Let me take you to the seas.

Oh, the algae look like simple things,

Adrifting in the bays,

But when it comes to reproduction,

Why they’ve thought of all the ways.

The lower types form akinetes,

A stand-offish way to be,

While their higher swinging cousins,

Practice good, old isogamy.

Let’s slip into something gelatinous,

The aplanogametes say,

And have a little syngamy,

Before we float away.

Now isogamy’s not bad at all,

As a method used for fusing,

But most find heterogamy,

A damn sight more amusing.

At an intertidal orgy,

You can hear the Fucus gloat,

While they pull out all paraphyses,

And make a new zygote.

Now when the sun is shinning,

And the water’s bright as day,

Oogamy’s the answer,

For sperm can find their way.

But when the sun sets slowly,

And the ocean depths get dim,

Then they hope that they’re monoecious,

‘Cause who can see to swim?

So don’t ever snub a seaweed,

Or give a kelp the hex,

‘Cause man, like they invented it,

And we just named it, SEX!

Props: To L. Duncan who brought this little piece of sunshine to my day!


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