I. The Sequencing
In labs where hope’s double helices unwind,
A ruby-throat darts—iridescent blur of data,
Wings humming binary through CRISPR’s eye,
Nectar of knowledge on a world-weary tongue.
From Amazonian canopy to Zambezi’s banks,
We parse sweetness in desiccated genomes,
Our global bouquet of species fades to code,
Scorched by the hubris of our sequencing schemes.
II. The Epigenetic Dance
Time’s telomeres outstrip this tiny heart,
As epochs collapse to base-pair spans,
Our shared biome’s rhythms falter, faint
As gossamer wings in Nature’s grand plan.
Between the ticks of extinction’s clock,
Where ancestral whispers meet our fears,
Redemption glimmers in ATCG—
A prism’s flash through history’s tears.
III. The Holobiont Ballet
In this avian choreography, we glimpse
Our own precarious existence twirl,
A microcosm of beauty and strife,
Each wingbeat echoes in the DNA world.
From hummingbird moths in Tokyo’s dusk
To quetzals in Mayan codices,
We’re bound by threads of fragile flight,
Our fates entwined with vanishing species.
IV. The Conservationist’s Zuihitsu
So in this lament, we find a call
To nurture life in every form,
For in the smallest creature’s genome,
We see the gathering global storm.
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Brigham Hall is a poet, data scientist, and creative technologist whose work explores the intersections of nature, technology, and human connection. With Master’s in both Computer Science and Jazz Studies, Brigham blends technical precision with artistic expression, creating poetry that resonates with the complexities of the modern world. Hall’s writing invites readers to reflect on resilience, interconnectedness, and the beauty of the unknown in an ever-evolving landscape.
