I'm so excited to share that I had six poems published in Cricket magazine this summer! The July/August issue features my sextet, "Poems of Galapagos." They're funny and sciencey all at the same time. Here's another one from my Galapagos series:
NEW MOON HUNTING
Galápagos fur seal
Inky night, winking moon,
Mighty hunger—hunting soon.
We steal, concealed, through sky-black seas
In seal invisibility.
Oh, squid divine! Oh fish delish!
A life of new moon nights, our wish!
For when the round moon hunts the dark,
devouring it—a great night shark--
and calls her finning sisters near
to hunt us--we must disappear.
Though our bellies tell us: more!
We’re full moon napping,
For the Earth’s smallest—and only tropical—seal, the darker the night, the better. So new moon nights (or as I like to call them, “no moon nights”) are their favorite time to hunt. Big, bulgy eyes help this nocturnal mammal spot prey. When night turns to day, this “bear of the sea” cools its heavily furred body by lounging around in tidal pools or in the shade of lava crags and caves. Unlike its northern and southern cousins, this equatorial pinniped (flipper-foot) spends most of its time on land.
Did you know that the Galápagos fur seal isn’t really a seal? It’s a sea lion. Ear flaps on the outside are the give-away. But the name has stuck.
Ms. Betsy's oldest surviving poem is one she wrote in the third grade. "Down in the Sewer" didn't make her popular, but it made a small group of loyal fans very cheerful. Some of the latest poems she's written, "Six Poems of the Galapagos," will appear in Cricket Magazine in the summer of 2020. She hopes they'll reach a wider audience than her first poem did, and make more people cheerful...and possibly provoke some thoughts, as well.