Musiccosmos

When the still sea conspires an armor And her sullen and aborted Currents breed tiny monsters True sailing is dead Awkward instant And the first animal is jettisoned Legs furiously pumping Their stiff green gallop And heads bob up Poise Delicate Pause Consent In mute nostril agony Carefully refined And sealed over -Horse Latitudes, Poem by Jim Morrison. Thalassophobia is the compulsive fear of the sea or sea travel. That also extends to a fear of any large body of water, or what lurks beneath. Most of us land-dwellers have this phobia and for good reasons. We’re the post Jaws, post Black Lagoon generation and that usually means that we’ll think twice about taking a dip in a beach or lake. In 1879 an out of place object in the Atlantic waters gave Captain Edwards quite a shock. Three miles off the Rhode Island coast, the fishing vessel, the Amelia, was making its way onto the shore. The seasoned captain of the vessel had spotted a dark object,...