[Continuing our series on scientists who write like angels]
Earthquakes are the shudders
of the reluctant crust
as plates plunge
the sun cracked the mud into crispy polygons
where frost prised slabs of rock away, and rain carried off its stony booty
[Source: Life, 1998]
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And, from his fellow geology-maven John McPhee:
Near the far side of Utah,
the flats turned blinding white, corn-snow white;
revolving winds were making devils out of salt.
Over the whiteness, you could see the salt go off the curve of the earth.
[Source: Annals of the Former World (1998), p. 60]