"goodbye sounds like" is a full length poetry collection from Cyberwit Press. Signed copies are available for $17.50 which includes postage. Direct from me / Amazon |
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Fishing When I close my eyes, I see the docks— small fishing village. Wooden ships at anchor, Small shore houses one against another. Color. Seagulls calling overhead, The creak of the wind stirring the masts and rigging, the sound of the bumpers of coiled rope scraping against the side of the dock. The smell of the sea, an autumn breeze. And grief again. Unexplained. Sorrow beyond belief for I don't know what. I have pulled up empty nets and cursed them. Or nets filled to breaking with the wrong fish and cursed them too. Tonight I closed my eyes and understood. I have been fishing for my own lost innocence. j.lewis |