On Saturday, a group of poets from Beyond Baroque — the Green Poets — celebrated World Poetry Day and the beginning of the grunion runs on Southern California beaches.
The Venice Oceanarium sponsored a booth and taught passersby about the grunion while we poets read our poems.
I focused on marine life and below is one I wrote about the grunion.
It will be in my book “Going to the Dogs and Other Critters.” So far no one has said it should be X-rated.
The Grunion Are Runnion
The Grunion are runnion
And coming to visit
Who cares if the sex is somewhat illicit
It’s happening there right in front of your eyes
After eggs are laid it should be no surprise
That the male grunion — stouthearted and true —
Fertilizes the eggs to have grunions anew
It happens quickly, like a roll in the hay,
With eggs left in the sand that will hatch some day
And come back to visit as adult grunion
To have sex on the beach and continue their “runnion”
Dr. Hoult, poetess laureate of Culver City, may be contacted at houltight@gmail.com
Thank you for posting the poem, but readers might like to see the complete last verse….!
It happens quickly, like a roll in the hay
With eggs left in the sand that will hatch someday
And come back to visit as adult Grunion
To have sex on the beach and continue their “runnion”…
Hi Janet – we completed the last verse. Thanks!
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