The Yangtze finless
porpoise (Neophocaena asiaeorientalis asiaeorientalis) is a critically endangered sub-species of the narrow-ridged finless
porpoise (Neophocaena asiaeorientalis) that exclusively occurs at Yangtze River and adjacent Poyang Lake and Dongting Lake (Gao and Zhou, 1995; Jefferson and Wang, 2008).
Conservation efforts, which were almost nonexistant for the baiji, may still aid the Yangtze finless
Through the pun on the "crow[bar]" (iron crow) and the "crow," Dromio of Ephesus elaborates on Dromio of Syracuse's figure of finless
fish and featherless fowl.
BEIJING - A joint Sino-Japanese scientific research team is checking a portion of the Yangtze River for key information on the behavior of an endangered subspecies of finless
porpoise, Chinese state media said Tuesday.
From this the metaphor extends and the rolling body, now linked to the sea, becomes a fish or fishlike creature described as finless
, but with scales and curled webbed toes.
mermaids, cavorting the giggled trip and fall
His senses became supernatural: beyond the breaking combers, the dappled lagoon, he heard terns, and the thrum of insects in the acacias, and the heavy shifting of leaves in avocado trees, the sounding of bats, the dry rasping of bark at the collars of coconut palms, spiky burrs dropping from bushes into hot sand, the smooth seashore roar inside an empty trumpet shell, the rotting smell of conch eggs beached in their black pouches and far down the island, near the horizon--he could walk it down--he knew he would find the finless
trunk of a dolphin, rolling in the swash, its flesh already being carted off, piece by piece, by stone crabs.
IN CHURNING WATER AT the base of Bonneville Dam what appears to be a nearly finless
young salmon pops to the surface.
During the past three years, a small group of finless
porpoises were used to test the suitability of the reserve.
of Boston showed off a new extruder with a finless
"Tornado" air-cooling system.
I was told that the bank was the safest place for a finless
mind" (Dickinson, Letter 282).
Far over the ice, between the hemlock woods and snow-clad hills, stands the pickerel fisher, his lines set in some retired cove, like a Finlander, with his arms thrust into the pouches of his dreadnought; with dull, snowy, fishy thoughts, himself a finless
fish, separated a few inches from his race; dumb, erect, and made to be enveloped in clouds and snows, like the pines on shore.