What if I told you
the Great Auk only died out
in 1929 on Jan Mayen?
Would you beam? Shrug? Shed a few less tears?
By steeple-aiguilles
on the front line, Chadians
unearth a still warm sabre.
Loggers in Tasmania
spot a tiger: they track it down
and saw off its head to flog on eBay.
Yangtse River Dolphin reports
will persist for half a century.
And Steller's child, safe, we prayed, beyond Thule...
In 1977
a fisherman stroked one.
That was the last one.
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