Whales are all about teeth and jaw.
They know what life can be like, happy and sad.
Out of all the great emotions to be found in the sea,
they keep quiet, avoid words, keep their mouths shut.
They make poetry with sounds.
They strain their sustenance out of the waters,
if they are of a certain kind.
The Sperm Whale uses his teeth in different fashion,
but with the same tight lip.
The sea is natural, offenses diffused in it,
equal to all its creatures, whereas on land
they are distributed less evenly,
passed down the line,
more individual things, unless of course
we're speaking of the divine.
For then it is the same,
as we have teeth and jaw.
And silence too, like the whale,
and poetry, made of sounds.