Fileting the Poet’s Catch - March 14, 2021
- Gary Hunter
- Mar 14, 2021
- 1 min read
A few escape
A few are let go
A few are reeled in
and served on this plate here
Occasionally there are magnificent
radiant creatures that swim
right up to the boat
and leap in
That’s when I start to lose my appetite
for this business
of skinning and gutting
beauty and innocence
for no matter how well
a poem is cooked and seasoned
the life of each word is too quickly
devoured and forgotten
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