this floating
largeness
of mind
when he fades
he falls
gently
rocked by
currents
to rest on
an unquiet floor
murmuring news
of flesh to fill
these many mouths
bloomed out of famine
who swim to his feast of bones
lasting decades
this floating
largeness
of mind
when he fades
he falls
gently
rocked by
currents
to rest on
an unquiet floor
murmuring news
of flesh to fill
these many mouths
bloomed out of famine
who swim to his feast of bones
lasting decades
Beautifully rendered !!!
Thank you.
What I like most about this is the way it moves in a gentle arc from death to feeding to beyond.
Yes–one of the things I love most about the ocean is how there is no waste–everything is consumed, and in this case (speaking only of the physical) how one death can sustain generations of smaller things.
One of the things I love about the ocean is how it can act as the soothing immensity. You wade into it or swim and it relaxes you to the point of sleep. It could kill you just as easily but it also loosens you up.
Everything else that is so large and powerful we tend to be afraid of. But of all those other things is there any other -at least physical form- that has this power?
Not anything that I can think of that we would walk into willingly–the ocean has an intimacy to it, a relationship offered, if that makes any sense.
I agree with Jeremy. What else has such power? Beautifully written Susan and makes me feel grateful for the world I live in knowing that in death we can give life, still. Let’s just keep working to make sure this world survives us, huh?
Yes, let’s do that!
I’d never thought a whale’s death could be made beautiful.
Thank you, Georgia…neither did I, until I saw films of it.
I imagine this through time lapse photography…
That is exactly what inspired this 🙂
Described descent ! Marvelous !
Thanks, Deb!
Nice write, did the film include those weird worms that bite and then twist, darn creepy things
Thanks, Ian–yes, it did–and they were creepy.