Whale watching in Iceland
I walk down the harbor to the decommissioned whaler and wheel the pram up the ramp. My mind winces away from Melville-induced images of the slaughter that took place on the wide boards of this deck. I don't want anything to spoil the moment. Libby Jo and I are setting to sea, not ten miles from...
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2017
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| Online Access: | http://researchspace.bathspa.ac.uk/9440/ http://www.literarymama.com/litreflections/archives/2017/01/whale-watching-in-iceland.html |
| Summary: | I walk down the harbor to the decommissioned whaler and wheel the pram up the ramp. My mind winces away from Melville-induced images of the slaughter that took place on the wide boards of this deck. I don't want anything to spoil the moment. Libby Jo and I are setting to sea, not ten miles from the Arctic Circle. My five-month-old and I are in northern Iceland, as part of a research trip for my PhD novel. |
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