Irene Mitchell

Cruising

Nothing in tow, nothing

to trade.  Free

as a popsicle from its stick,

eaten and enjoyed.

 

Sun sinks to a low

here in Key West, though

lower still in Bimini.    

 

One can fish almost to dawn

now that tasks are done

and reverie is at last at hand.

 

No anchor, no prongs, no bait

because the fish come to you

 in all their silvery goodness. 

 

 

 

 

 

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ISSUE 92
Numantia

 

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