This came as a result of a cruse my wife and I took to Alaska. lt was one of the most moving things I have ever seen. This is my attempt to catch the moment.
The Gulls Glide By
The glacier moves and groans.
A crack, a second crack, a louder groan.
Then the ice begins to split and shatter.
Sound rushes down the valley.
The gulls glide by, turning, dipping, watching.
The icy groan becomes a roar
which shakes the valley. The sounds begins to echo.
A mountain of ice is moving now,
sliding down the face of its mother.
The gulls glide by, turning, dipping, watching
The roaring echoes batter at the ears
as ice and water meet and mate.
The sound is both liquid and rock,
roaring and echoing across the valley
The gulls glide by, turning, dipping, watching.
The water seems to rise, to kiss the glacier.
Sea and ship, both shaken by sounds
which fades as the ship begins to pitch and yaw.
Then quiet once again in all the world.
The gulls glide by, turning, dipping, watching.
2005 Rev. June 2011



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