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Catching the Catch
Effortlessly out of a seabed of notions
words rise.
Many are eaten by sharks,
or the ever-nibbling krill
of second thoughts.
You learn to make
the holes of the net smaller
no more trawling,
just the quick swoop and catch
will land them still wriggling.
Now recline on the shore of self,
relax,
put your legs in the air, count your toes,
until a line hooks you
to an effortless poem.
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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