This poem is taken from Stand 223, 17(3) September - November 2019.

Gail McConnell Poem
The Great Sky Whale

This is The Great Sky Whale.

This is the rise and the fall of the fins
propelling The Great Sky Whale.

This is the earth, compacted below,
far below the rise and fall of the fins
and the pulse in the chambers propelling The Great Sky Whale.

These are the snow-covered firs
with roots in the earth and the water below,
quenching their thirst to the flapping of fins
and the opening valves propelling The Great Sky Whale.

In parallel lines, all planted in rows,
these are the snow-covered firs
with roots in the earth, compacted below
and darker than night, when the flying begins
and out comes The Great Sky Whale.

Swimming in air with a lift of the wings,
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