A Rhode Island pond –
The beaver tastes the cold air
As he builds his dam
Now somewhere upstream
On a vast and dying lake –
The waterfowl glide
No cold carp live here –
Choked by a mass of algae
Fat on Nitrogen
Round the river bend
The cowhand lights a bonfire –
Eyes moist from the smoke
A lonesome raven –
Watching the soil’s residue
Washed out by the sleet
A Rhode Island pond –
The beaver tastes the cold air
As he builds his dam
Now somewhere downstream
On a vast and living lake –
The waterfowl glide
The cold carp live here –
Swimming amongst the algae
Breathing oxygen
Round the river bend
The cowhand lights a bonfire –
Eyes moist from the smoke
A lonesome raven –
Watching the soil’s residue
Washed out by the sleet
Somehow all the same –
Sparse cycles all connected
Under Gaia’s clasp
This is a series of haiku written about this piece of research, which investigates how beavers in Northern America are helping to stop harmful levels of nitrogen from reaching rivers and estuaries, by building ponds that slow down the movement of water, which helps in the removal of nitrogen.
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