The name Iris was used for three tropical cyclones in the Atlantic Ocean.
- 1989's Tropical Storm Iris - Did not become strong or threaten land due to interaction with Hurricane Hugo, but dropped heavy rain on areas already drenched by Hugo.
- 1995's Hurricane Iris - moved up Leeward Islands, causing four deaths on Martinique, later reached Europe as a strong extratropical storm.
- 2001's Hurricane Iris - struck Belize as a Category 4 storm, killing several in Central America, including 20 on a ship that capsized off the coast. Caused $66 million in damage to Belize.
The name Iris was retired after the 2001 season, and was replaced by Ingrid in the 2007 season.
The name Iris was also used for ten tropical cyclones in the Western Pacific Ocean.
- 1951's Super Typhoon Iris (T5104) - Category 5
- 1955's Typhoon Iris (T5519) - Category 1
- 1959's Typhoon Iris (T5908, 18W) - Category 2 which struck China.
- 1962's Tropical Storm Iris (T6204, 22W)
- 1964's Typhoon Iris (T6428, 43W) - Category 1 which struck Vietnam.
- 1967's Tropical Storm Iris (T6716, 18W)
- 1970's Typhoon Iris (T7018, 19W) - Category 3
- 1973's Typhoon Iris (T7310, 10W) - Category 2
- 1976's Typhoon Iris (T7620, 20W) - Category 1
- 1999's Tropical Storm Iris (02W, Bebeng, Japan Meteorological Agency analyzed it as a tropical depression, not as a tropical storm.)
The name Iris was also used for one tropical cyclone in the Southwest Indian Ocean.
- 1965's Cyclone Iris
The name Iris was also used for one tropical cyclone in the Southwest Pacific Ocean.
- 2000's Cyclone Iris
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“Physical force has no value, where there is nothing else. Snow in snow-banks, fire in volcanoes and solfataras is cheap. The luxury of ice is in tropical countries, and midsummer days. The luxury of fire is, to have a little on our hearth; and of electricity, not the volleys of the charged cloud, but the manageable stream on the battery-wires. So of spirit, or energy; the rests or remains of it in the civil and moral man, are worth all the cannibals in the Pacific.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
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Thee in the driving storm even as now, the snow, the winter-day
declining,
Thee in thy panoply, thy measur’d dual throbbing and thy beat
convulsive,
Thy black cylindric body, golden brass and silvery steel,”
—Walt Whitman (1819–1892)