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White Noise (Cold Mountain Review; Spring, 2017)

Rob Jackson
Cold Mountain Review
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Spring/Summer 2018

White Noise

The soundof glaciers melting
isn’t towering cliffs of ice
thundering into the azure sea
or the crescendo of meltwater
swelling from purl to torrent.
It’s the pop of gunshots,
bubbles snapping free
from frozen translucent cages.
This seething is the loudest cacophony
ever measured in the ocean,
stronger than the wind’s rush
or the roar of breaking waves.

Orcas cruise the fjords in twilight,
black and white shadows
tracking sound from pod to prey.
Engulfed in white noise,
they forsake the melting bays,
silenced by the din

of thinning ice.