Poem: Gone Fishing (for Tsuritama)

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.

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