Sea ice
The essential element
And landless terrain
Of the Polar bear
Alabaster terrace
For pouncing and feeding
The undoing
The tribulation and defeat
of the pale world
Lost in a thaw
The cost of manmade perplexity
And misguided progress
Is the quintessential threat
To the largest of the bear species
The ethereal white
Nanook

 

Our meager and limited
little nook in the cosmos
Somewhere in a spiral galaxy
Hanging on to a starry branch
Our little world…
Here there are seasons
Ninety-odd-days
And with every whirl around the sun
The ice sheets retreat too soon in the spring
And harden too late in the winter
The days diminish
Polar bears have less time
Less moments to hunt
More hours of hunger
Under the stars
Land of snow and dark waters