Nefert, a temple cat

Off the east coast of Pohnpei, in Micronesia, someone built a capital on ninety-two artificial islands. Nan Madol means “within the intervals,” for the tidal canals that thread between them. An older name, Soun Nan-leng, means “Reef of Heaven.”

The islets are coral fill edged with basalt cut into columns stacked like cabin logs. Only these logs weigh tonnes each. The royal mortuary walls of Nandauwas still stand five to seven metres high. The city rose from about 1180 AD, its stone hauled from a volcanic plug on the opposite side of Pohnpei and floated out to the reef. No wheels, no metal, no draft animals. In legend, twin sorcerers raised the stones with a flying dragon.

What it never had was fresh water. No spring, no ground to farm. Food and water came from inland by boat. The Saudeleur dynasty ruled Pohnpei from here until about 1628, when Isokelekel overthrew them. His successors abandoned the city, and one reason given is plain: with no subjects to bring the boats, they had to fetch their own water.

The reef keeps one question. Not who ruled there, but why anyone would build a capital where you cannot drink.

Photo: Patrick Nunn, CC BY-SA 4.0 (via Wikimedia Commons).

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