Accidental encounters
make tides possible,
or breath.  The moon circles,
a controlled, daily near miss
pulling tides and weather;

orbited evidence
of primordial chaining
similar to the random engulfment
that addicts us to oxygen;
our 36 possible mothers
rising from one mitochondrial Eve.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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14 Responses to endo(exo)symbiosis

  1. Bruce Ruston says:

    being addicted to oxygen is a highly enjoyable habit, great poem Susan

  2. 36 possible mothers is the coolest line ever.

    • Thank you! That was all I could think about in my reading about mitochondrial DNA. Have to say I have never written a poem about mitochondria, though I have gone cellular/subcellular before.

  3. mmmm…I love it when a woman goes sub-cellular…. 😉

  4. 36 possible mothers … hmmm …

  5. Oh, how I love scientific poetry. Hope my Eve was Italian.

    • I love biological, chemical, and physics in poetry, because so much has been written about roses. I am guilty of writing both about flowers and organelles now 😉

      Wonderful thought, but as to who she was, you’d have to ask your mitochondria, and those enigmatic little buggies don’t talk too much, being all busy with their electron transferring, etc. Glad you liked this!

  6. yeoldefoole says:

    shrinks is right, 36 possible mothers IS the coolest line ever, but daily near miss just might be the second coolest!!!

  7. nelle says:

    As always, you do cool things with science. So in honour…

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