Thursday, October 26, 2006


This family of fishermen
Fishing for fifty years
It’s all in the bones, you know
Feeding off freshwater
Interacting with anglers
The day progresses

And a cold beauty
Etched in the ripples
Of this river running rapid
Meandering slow and clear
This tree shelters me
Swans slice through the water

Watched by the willows
Waiting on the sloping bank


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