Ghost of a pulse in the throat

like a leaf sprung to life—
twang of a string, floater that asks
to be reeled in at the end of a line.

 

In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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  1. A TUG ON HIS LINE

    Its tug on his string said it all. Weak.
    Floating with the lilies is not its idea
    of being a fish, but it’s a good catch.

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