Just So Fishing Tale
(Re old poems)
One has to have plenty of imagination ,
For this skillful art .
Before you hear the reel sing ,
To stay at it for hours .
Once I caught a fish ,
Frailest of the frail .
Letting out a sigh , had it swim away
For it to be meatier , some other day .
What I gain'd , me you might ask .
A day spent in sheer idleness
And solitude vast .
~
Copyright © Gautami Phookan | Year Posted 2015
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