The Golden Toddy

We hunted, swept the planet pole to pole
to capture a glimpse of that rare species.

Through a thermal lens we spotted a shoal,
picked up the trail of nuggety faeces,

then tagged the shiniest beast in the pride,
mounted a camera on its gleaming horn,
bolted a microphone into its hide.
A first: toddies in flight, asleep, in spawn . . .

After months in the field, the broken yolks
had gilded and glazed the presenter's boots;
the sponsor's lover wore a precious skull
for a brooch, out-glinting the best boy's tooth.

Rank bad form. But the creature itself shone,
perched on the clapper-board, the golden one.

by Simon Armitage

Comments (4)

The love of nature and the struggle to capture wild life species expressed quite elegantly and passion. Reminds me of many Discovery Channel programs. Thanks a lot.
To capture a glimpse.... Thanks for posting.....
Glazed! ! Thanks for sharing.
Through a thermal lens we spotted a shoal, picked up the trail of nuggety faeces,