Hunting, Ethics, and the Poems That Come From It
Hey everyone, Iโve been slowly working through my collection of older prose-style & narrative poemsโmost centred around life in the outdoors and the ethical questions that naturally come with that. These pieces often explore the tension between taking and honouring, and the lessons learned from being close to wild places. Recently, I wrote a newer piece (earlier this year) thatโs pretty personalโmost of them are in their own wayโbut this one feels especially tied to my life and raising my young children in the hunting community. It speaks more directly to some of the issues we see in modern hunting culture: how quickly ethics can get lost when ego, tech, or detachment enter the picture. Itโs something Iโve been thinking about a lot, and this poem tries to put some of that into words. Iโll share belowโhoping you ethical predators out there enjoy it, and can maybe even relate in some way. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ โ๐จ ๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐
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๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ I see it now, too clearly to pretend otherwise. The way the world presses inโthrough screens, through stories, through voices that echo around my children louder than my own. It's not just the noise, itโs the boasting. The friends who come over in lifted trucks, caked in mud and pride, talking about kills like conquests, like trophies won from a battlefield. They slap backs and share photosโgrins stretched wide beside bloodied animals; guns held high like flags of victory. And my boys listen. They lean in. I see the way their eyes sparkโnot with reverence, but with hunger. For the shot. For the kill. For the story theyโll get to tell after. They ask how soon they can shoot; how big the rack must be before itโs โworth it.โ They talk about deer like targets, not lives. They talk about rifles and gear, not patience or thanks. They want it all nowโthe buck, the moment, the glory. And the friends feed it. They mean no harm, maybe. But they have forgotten something sacred. Or maybe they never knew it at all.