The wind rolls off the ocean’s surface
broken into ripples by a line and lure
and the imitation fish sinks beneath the waves
suspended in animation.
Standing at the water’s edge
where the surf meets the sand
and the sun blinks into twilight,
a motion in three beats – “Enoshima bowl”
and release.
Journalist and blogger preoccupied with Star Wars, animation, epic fantasy and trying to keep up with my daughter. Also found at Raising a Rebel.