I feel great pain as the harpoon finds the whale once more, I hear the boom as explosion thunders, rips apart the body, sinew and beating heart as blood and tissue spread and drift
And shark, the lesser predator nears and circles the carnage 'till the struggle ends, the whale stills. The sea once more is filled with loss that might, had we more courage, been avoided
Cori MacNaughton 26August2003
My college major was marine biology, and whales and shark remain among the great loves of my life.Β Β I have been opposed to whaling since childhood and was greatly saddened when Iceland resumed whaling once more.
I have read this poem in public, but this is the first time it appears in print.