From upside down

I could tell by her mouth that the woman was a dolphin. Even at rest, her generous lips curved into a natural smile and folded to a tiny downward tuck at each corner. "Swimming!", she shouted, when I asked her favourite pastime. "Fish?", I offered, hoisting a mackerel from my bucket. In one bite she … Continue reading From upside down

From the fishpond

I. Seasons (A poem in four linked haiku) We orange, we silver, we brazen dazzlers twisting around Summer's knees: gold torpedoes flirt with air and blue sky, black bugs sucked from water's lip into hungry throats. A daily feast of algae. We grow fat. But now comes Fall. Beware - and clupe with bulging eye … Continue reading From the fishpond