On September 1st, 2010, dolphin hunting season opened in Teiji, Japan. I have not seen "The Cove", and I don't think I want to. I can imagine the type of propaganda that it includes. But I can say this: anybody who would kill a dolphin (or a whale) is beyond the scope of my ability to understand. And the way they do it in Teiji is beyond my ability to appreciate.
This is the first of a line of daily sonnets for dolphins I hope to post for at least the next two weeks. 14 14 versed poems for dolphins, for humans, for our relationship to one another.
If we can't learn to talk to one another, how can we ever hope to talk to God?
"Pyramid Kings"
Swimming downhill through the water pyramid,
Coat of oil-slick joy gliding the crests of the deep:
A million galaxies in awe of the kings of the sea,
A million pleasure-domed Xanadus awake inside me.
Gliding upstream like an engine through space:
One push through this vacuum with the thought
Of my language-mind, language-eye, abstract
Phenomenon of the me that is I, the God just inside,
The human, all human, air pyramid king of the sky.
Kings of the Water
Meet Kings of the Air.
Sometimes we dive and we meet them there.
Sometimes they surface and they see us here too,
Royal houses of life on a Planet of Blue.
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