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					<description><![CDATA[Coral Remembrance  By Rachel Agyeman, age 17, Maryland Spring Small fluorescent animals join together Into sprawling colonies, growing across millenniums An undersea civilization emerges Pillars grow into branching skylines Soft-bodied leaves, flowers, and mushrooms cover the floor Young polyps ride currents with their finned neighbors Weaving through thin, colorful trees and stinging whips Before settling [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1 class="normal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: #993300; font-size: 24px;"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%;">Coral Remembrance</span><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%;"> </span></span></h1>
<p class="normal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: #003300;"><em><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%;">By Rachel Agyeman, age 17, Maryland</span></em></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #993300;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18px;"><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-6046" src="https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-1024x768.jpg" alt="" width="625" height="469" srcset="https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-300x225.jpg 300w, https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-768x576.jpg 768w, https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-2048x1536.jpg 2048w, https://skippingstones.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Corals.IMG_4683-624x468.jpg 624w" sizes="(max-width: 625px) 100vw, 625px" /><strong>Spring</strong><br />
</span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span lang="EN">Small fluorescent animals join together<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Into sprawling colonies, growing across millenniums<br />
</span><span lang="EN">An undersea civilization emerges<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Pillars grow into branching skylines<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Soft-bodied leaves, flowers, and mushrooms cover the floor<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Young polyps ride currents with their finned neighbors <br />
</span><span lang="EN">Weaving through thin, colorful trees and stinging whips<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Before settling into extended colonies<br />
</span><span lang="EN">A season passes, and warmth arrives to the city</span></span></span></p>
<p class="normal"><span style="color: #993300;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><span lang="EN"><strong>Summer</strong><br />
</span></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span lang="EN">The surface brightens, the city quiets<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Gleaming, branching skyscrapers dim<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Vibrant mushrooms and flowering plants fade <br />
</span><span lang="EN">Into the returning memories of ivory reefs long lost<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Generations of colonies once teeming with life<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Now frail and shriveled beneath the waves<br />
</span><span lang="EN">The sun a soul-sucking beam, draining all the reef’s radiance<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Algae and mucus escape to the surface, clouding the scattered sunlight<br />
</span><span lang="EN">A season passes, and the dark city begins to cool</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #993300;"><span lang="EN"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">Autumn</span></strong><br />
</span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span lang="EN">As sunlight penetrates the waves slower, the blazing heat seems to weaken<br />
</span><span lang="EN">The city’s remaining colors endure, each polyp retains its strength<br />
</span><span lang="EN">The skyscrapers continue to stand tall, the plants remain in bloom<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Memories of the passing heat reach future generations <br />
</span><span lang="EN">Strengthening each one more, prolonging their lives<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Preserving the civilization’s vibrancy<br />
</span><span lang="EN">The polyps and fish swim freely once again<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Through now illuminated paths<br />
</span><span lang="EN">Color returns to the bustling city</span></span></span></p>
<p class="normal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 16px; color: #003300;"><em>By Rachel Agyeman, age 17, Maryland</em>. <em>She writes:<br />
</em></span><span style="color: #003300;"><em><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 16px;">“I was born in Maryland and have always lived there, but my parents grew up in Ghana and immigrated to the United States in the early 2000s. I’ve only visited Ghana once during my winter break this year, so I’m not fluent in the native language, which is Twi. I only speak and write English, though I can understand a little bit of the Twi my parents speak to each other. I hope to continue visiting Ghana in the future to stay connected to my family and culture. Drawing and writing are very important passions for me. Having the opportunity to create, either as a comfort outlet or a long-term project, is something I will always value. I will soon be going to college to study psychology and explore some art programs, hopefully finding a way to combine my passion for creating with my desire to understand and help others through my studies. I created this piece for my creative writing class and was inspired by an article I saw during my research about coral having the ability to ‘remember’ past bleaching events. The concept of coral being able to ‘remember’ anything despite not having a brain made me want to write a poem that combined scientific facts about coral with an emotional, personified perspective on the lives of coral reefs.”</span></em></span></p>
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