grænlands ís

I am listening to the radio. Someone is talking about the Greenland ice sheet. He is describing the sound of the glaciers calfing into the chill waters of the northern Atlantic. (I have never heard that; I would like to.) I like the idea of glaciers calfing. It makes them seem like enormous seals basking in the thin sunlight or else like wintry whales stranded on mountaintops and easing, slowly, seaward. Both images strike me as appropriate.

Or maybe the nature of glaciers is not animal at all. I read somewhere that the Greenland Inuit tell stories in which seals hunt men, using for this purpose boats disguised as icebergs. What then is the massive Greenland ice? Very great seal sorcery indeed.