Fishing
FISHING
Dawn and no sound
Except the distant hum
Of a small trawler’s engine.
You can see it caught
Just in that pool of sunlight
Out at sea.
You are part of the long black land
Yet to be dawned -
You are not seen,
Your camera is unheard
Catching the view...
The boat is drawn in silence.
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