Whale

by Elisabeth Murawski

The whale is beached again,
 Has he no sense
 of direction?

Is he clinically
 depressed? Gulls
 flap close

and closer to his eyes,
 inspecting
 the vitreous

humor. Sandpipers dance
 on the strand,
 annoying as

sleep-deprived toddlers.
 He will miss
 the various

colors of the seas,
 the mating,
 the krill

cuisine, hunting
 gigs, the sheer
 clown joy

of rising up
 in a column
 & twisting

back down like a gold
 medal diver.
 No

compassionate humans
 show up
 with winches

and cranes. This is
 how they find
 him, fallen

on the sand,
 lonely
 as my mother was

propped against
 a wall, her eyes
 wide open.

 

Elisabeth Murawski

Elisabeth Murawski

Elisabeth Murawski is the author of Heiress, Zorba’s Daughter (May Swenson Poetry Award), Moon and Mercury, and three chapbooks. Still Life with Timex won the Robert Phillips Poetry Chapbook Prize. Alias Irene will be published in August, 2025. A native of Chicago, she currently lives in Alexandria, VA.

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