FELIX DENNIS

Felix Dennis

Felix Dennis, Poet, Publisher and Tree Planter

Fin Finis

[A Shanty for a Harpooned Whale]

Haul away,
      Haul away,
            My proud bully boys, haul away.

A whale knows
      That you know
            As he knows
What only the prophets foresaw;
	When at Gaia’s last turn,
	At entropy’s burn —
Whales will walk as they once walked before.

Haul away,
      Haul away,
            My proud bully boys, haul away.

A whale dreams
      That you dream
            Of her dreams;
Of spume and of krill and of claw;
      Of cold Arctic moons,
      Of exploding harpoons —
And of fires that will crack the sea floor.

Haul away,
      Haul away,
            My proud bully boys, haul away.
Oh, two legs,
      Or four legs
            Or no legs,
The helix runs false at its core;
      As the sun slowly dies,
      As the boiling seas rise —
Whales will dance on the ocean’s last shore.

Haul away,
      Haul away,
            My proud bully boys, haul away.
Dorsington
Poem Published in the following books: A Glass Half Full  

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