Ghosts of ancient underwater clouds
Ghosts of ancient underwater clouds, beluga whales drift snow-pale. The walrus is a pyramid of heavy flesh; his mop-head face scrubs at the glass. Penguins beat strong wings under the ice, feathers streaming in the wet wind.
This poem was first published in Australian Poetry Journal 4.1 July 2014
Feature image via 'Art Collection - The Metropolitan Museum of Art'