Fishing for Words (Day 723)

Slippery as trout, 

and evasive, they 

won’t come, 

won’t show themselves

in the light of (this) day. 

Deep in the shady pools, 

they turn and hover, 

suspended, expectant,

unwilling to emerge 

into the foreign air 
and, perhaps, die
there, on the page. 

(c) 2019, by Hannah Six

Image: Jacob W Frank/US NPS