And so the creatures of the former Squirm and squeeze Dense in their numbers Soft in their flesh. They sit in our darkness In our folklore Yet we are told There is no dark side Of the moon. If we are all stardust (to dust) Then why do I wake in the night Looking to the sky For those missing constellations?
This illustration and poem are dedicated to all the species lost, of whom a few are featured here. Scroll down to see the animals listed. Though I have forgotten a few of their names, they were all equally important.
If you are interested in honouring lost species (and saving those that remain), I suggest you visit lostspeciesday.org where their memory is celebrated and a day is set aside in their memory every year on the 30th of November.