
ARCHIPELAGO
Under the icy archipelago
krill dance en masse
to the chorus of arctic
current like a curtain pleat
searching for direction
they mingle and grow enough
to be retained in the baleen
of leviathan with teary eyes
and big heart that keeps ahead
of the undulating ocean’s breath
and inhospitable depth
harsh temperature
of winter interlocks with
short summer and perfect
balance of sunlight