A reworked (some would say ‘improved’) version of Clement Clarke Moore’s classic Christmas poem:
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the ‘photic zone,
Few creatures were stirring, most plankton were all alone;
The water was mixed, with nutrients galore,
Critters hoping come spring, temperatures would soar.
The copepods were nestled, all snug in their beds,
While visions of algal blooms, danced in their heads;
And a dinoflagellate cyst, near to the PAP (Porcupine Abyssal Plain),
Had just settled down, for a long winter’s nap.
Images courtesy of Richard Kirby’s awesome book, Ocean Drifters.