The Big Secret.
Strange to think how this big elephant come
to live in Antarctica, perhaps it’s is the last
of herd when clime was mild. It’s attracted to
the pole and had over years made a track that
made it easy for adventurers to get there and
plant flags and take pictures of themselves.
Roald Amundsen, the explorer, first man to
reach the pole, had a roman nose, looked
greatly heroic, ladies swooned, but he liked
the company of men. So different from Scott,
another lover of adventure on snow, cheated
by his wife, never found his way back home.
Why doesn’t anyone mention the elephant?
could it be because it’s white?
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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