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Even Whales Get The Bends (Haiku Harpoons)
Vestmanna bay blood -
Sea burns angry, just enough
To remind us. Just.
Upon calves cradle,
Would you slaughter your mother
Shoal loving her child?
Breath breezes her heart
In(uit) death shade, vast blue,
O’er gunships stars fade.
Meat slabs blubber oil scent
Trails death drift for no reason.
Sea snow shepherds ice.
Chasing moon plastic
Earth’s last rites in Armstrong sight;
Anoint grave oceans.
Sea burns angry, just enough
To remind us. Just.
Upon calves cradle,
Would you slaughter your mother
Shoal loving her child?
Breath breezes her heart
In(uit) death shade, vast blue,
O’er gunships stars fade.
Meat slabs blubber oil scent
Trails death drift for no reason.
Sea snow shepherds ice.
Chasing moon plastic
Earth’s last rites in Armstrong sight;
Anoint grave oceans.
Published 16th Jun 2020
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17th Jun 2020 1:15am
I connected immediately in a couple of ways such as I thought about the DU member Whale. Haven't seen him on in some time. Also I knew a young man long ago who wrote the lines, Plastic moon, I'm cutting through. The sense of the obtuse nature of our society versus the intrinsically interwoven reality of being is carried beautifully by each stanza. Love the reference to the Inuit, seeing the stars twinkling over the gunships. It is such an interesting time to be alive, at the precipice of possibly our greatest adventure, into the star ocean, or descending into our own annihilation.
