“Wind on the Water”By

Crosby, Stills, and Nash

“That Himmaleyan, salt-seamastadon.”

“She breaches, she breaches!”

“Will the whale ever perish?”

• “There! the ringed horizon. In that ring Cain struck Abel. Sweet work, right work! No? Why then, God, mad’st thou the ring?”

• A Modern Hunt

Over the years you have been huntedby the men who threw harpoonsAnd in the long run we will kill youjust to feed the pets we raise,put the flowers in your vase

and make the lipstick for your face.

Over the years you swam the oceanFollowing feelings of your ownNow you are washed up on the shoreline

I can see your body lieIt's a shame you have to dieto put the shadow on our eye.

Maybe we'll goMaybe we'll disappearIt's not that we don't knowIt's just that we don't want to care.

Under the bridgesOver the foamWind on the waterCarry me home.

“Delight is to him—a far, far upward, and inward delight—who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.”

“. . . and the great shroud of the sea rolledon as it rolled five thousand years ago.”