I can’t really swim – I mostly just splash around – so I thought today I would write about the Kraken, a giant squid or octopus of mythology. Tennyson, my favorite poet, wrote an irregular sonnet titled The Kraken:
Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber’d and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
The wiki article talks about Melville’s Moby-Dick and a reference to the kraken in there. Think of Melville and his masterpiece next time you walk into a Starbucks. Starbuck was the first mate on the Pequod in the book. In addition to being the namesake of a coffee chain, Starbuck gave his name to a great one-hit wonder 70s band.