Exceptional a poem Worlds : Walrus World 10 by Bill Schott

They track him to an icy, crystal shelf, hunting with harpoons and weighted clubs; He lay beside the scarlet frozen blood, where infant seal was crushed and quickly skinned. A pointed spear intrudes beneath his ear, he rises to eleven feet and roars; as a piercing spike strikes low in front, the mighty walrus falls upon the slayer. A myriad of hunters close to kill, mallets, knives, and jagged edges pare; siren sea lions scream and take to sea, each side has taken life away today.   Author Notes Thanks to Anne for use of the art

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