Beneath the river’s meander
a catfish waits to be caught
in the willow’s tangled roots,
and believes all he sees
in the dazzled play
of light and dark flitting
through the river’s silt;
much as I hear,
no matter the context,
her slightest remark
resonate my desires,
like a pebble clacking down
the sides of a well echoes
into the empty dark.
(June 4, 2014)
