This piece looks at Japans move to hunt down 50 hump back whale.
The voice of the sea is growing silent,
The voice of the sea is quickly becoming canceled in still culture.
The frozen fingers of the sea are tightening around the vocal-cords of its singers.
The land of the rising sun casts a mute shadow over the arctic symphony.
Harpoons become flaming arrows that pierce the heart of the ancient song of Ishmael.
What iron hand of industry washes over the northern waters
Where the Gemini dagger washes in with the Eastern flow to know the flesh of the fathers of the sea,
To guardians of the ocean-scapes
then dissolves into the red tide.
But the time of the old Eastern fishermen are growing short as they look to vanish into the mercury backwash