Poetic Prose: Rachel Carson

The Sea Around Us

“Down beyond the reach of the sun’s rays there is no alteration of light and darkness. There is rather an unending night, as old as the sea itself. For most of its creatures, groping their way endlessly through its black waters, it must be a place of hunger, where food is scarce and hard to find, a shelterless place where there is no sanctuary from everpresent enemies, where one can only move on and on, from birth to death, through an endless night, confined as in a prison to his own particular layer of the sea.”

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