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Jun 2015
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.
Cori MacNaughton
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