Fish Poem by Moniza Alvi


Rating: 4.1

I envied my wife her nightly visions.
She'd lay each one proudly on the bed

like a plump, iridescent fish,
and ask me to identify it.

Some nights I'd even manage to trap
my own by concentrating hard,

submerging the net into blue-black waters.
I'd place my catch on the rippling sheet.

So we'd have our own two fish, almost
indecent, nuzzling each other's mouths,

soul-fish, awkward in our hands,
hungry, as if our lives were a host

of crumbs to gulp in greedily.
They'd beat their tails very fast

until we could only see the one dream
moving between us, or feel stirring

one enormous fish, with our own lives
grieving, joyful, growing in its belly.

Brian Jani 17 May 2014

Moniza Nicely layed flows nicely.well done

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Moz Rauf 29 October 2008

It is a multi layered poem. Hold the reader's imagination right from the start. Very well written. Good exhibition of craft.

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Michael Gale 11 October 2006

This is a great poem about life growing in time between lovers be two... With no sight in time of ever being through. Love's problems and conclusionary solvement of puzzles placed carefully on a sheet... Never unfaithful and never to cheat. Great poem deserving of and receiving of a ten. God bless all poets-MJG.

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