Anti-Ode to Fish


Are you watching me die, Fish?
With your big fish eye
through that clear, crisp pond?
Shimmer on fish,
with your Orange snatches of Silver –
blinding my retiring eye!
You watching me?
With that eye?
Shimmer on Fish
let me die.

2 thoughts on “Anti-Ode to Fish

  1. Thanks for this great comment. My fish has been a great comfort to me, sad really, and I’m fortunate to have been inspired watching it flap about underwater. Enjoy the rest 🙂


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