I sing blue whale with heart
of more than a thousand pounds––
what beating! What surge and urge
to love . . . to love and love and love . . .
I sing blue whale with tongue
of many many pounds
mouth that holds a hundred tons
of krill and swill
What songs, what songs!
If she could find her tongue
become a Homer––
bright never-ending stream
of epic tale so long long long
revealing all the mysteries,
oceanic as well as land-wise
I sing blue whale
blue heart, blue tongue
sky-wide and wondrous blue
I sing the blues
I sing a siren song
