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BUT 977,000 SHOES and 373,000 TOOTHBRUSHES ARE SHOWING UP ON AN ISLAND IN THE INDIAN OCEAN

THE GUARDIAN ENVIRONMENT : PLASTIC ON REMOTE ISLAND IN INDIAN OCEAN

Remote islands are good indicators of what's happening with plastic pollution of the ocean and beaches effecting ocean ecology and sea life. Why? Because there aren't people picking it up and putting it in the recycling and trash where it belongs.

EXCERPT: "Our excessive and unrelenting demand for plastics, coupled with ineffective policy and waste management, has resulted in myriad negative effects on  marine, freshwater, and terrestrial environments, including entanglement and ingestion of debris, and subsequent exposure to plastic-associated chemicals," the report said.

THE INDIAN OCEAN DOESN'T HAVE MUCH OF A GARBAGE PATCH - WHY NOT?

HAKAI MAGAZINE : INDIAN OCEAN - DISAPPEARING GARBAGE PATCH by Kimberly Riskas

EXCERPTS:  According to a new study led by Mirjam van der Mheen, a doctoral candidate at the University of Western Australia, the Indian Ocean's unique geography, ocean currents, and atmospheric conditions actually appear to be preventing waste from piling up in a garbage patch.  ...  Since they couldn't track individual pie es of plastic, the team used the next best thing: GPS date from more than 22,000 buoys that have drifted around the oceans since 1979. Running the data through computer simulations provided a picture of how floating objects are pushed around by currents and wind.

THE ATLANTIC OCEAN ALSO HAS A TEXAS SIZED SEA OF PLASTIC and GARBAGE

NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC ON ATLANTIC OCEAN SEA OF PLASTIC

NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC - ATLANTIC OCEAN GARBAGE PATCH WORSE THAN EVER by Sarah Gibbons

If you're wondering how they know read these articles!

EXCERPT from the latest!
"To look for increases in North Atlantic Ocean plastic, scientists turned to an old, reliable contraption called the Continuous Plankton Recorder (CPR).  The torpedo-shaped contraption has been sampling the North Atlantic for plankton since the 1930's."

BY THE SEA by EMILY DICKINSON - POETRY

BY THE SEA
a poem by Emily Dickinson

I started early, took my dog
And visited the sea
The mermaids in the basement
Came out to look at me

And frigates in the upper floor
Extended hempen hands
Presuming me to be a mouse
Aground, upon the sands

But no man moved me till the tide
Went past my simple shoe
And past my apron and my belt
And past my bodice too

And made as he would eat me up
As wholly as a dew
Upon a dandelion's sleeve
And then I started too

And he - he followed close behind
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle, - then my shoes
Would overflow with pearl

Until we met the solid town
No man he seemed to know
And bowing with a mighty look
At me, the sea withdrew


***** In this poem, the poet takes a walk on the beach and imagines what it would be to a mermaid.  She ventures into the incoming tide...

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Story and images by Dover Publishing

MERMAID SEES YOU COMING