Fishing On The Susquehanna In July Poem by Billy Collins
Fishing On The Susquehanna In July
I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna
or on any river for that matter
to be perfectly honest.
Not in July or any month
have I had the pleasure -- if it is a pleasure --
of fishing on the Susquehanna.
I am more likely to be found
in a quiet room like this one --
a painting of a woman on the wall,
a bowl of tangerines on the table --
trying to manufacture the sensation
of fishing on the Susquehanna.
There is little doubt
that others have been fishing
on the Susquehanna,
rowing upstream in a wooden boat,
sliding the oars under the water
then raising them to drip in the light.
But the nearest I have ever come to
fishing on the Susquehanna
was one afternoon in a museum in Philadelphia,
when I balanced a little egg of time
in front of a painting
in which that river curled around a bend
under a blue cloud-ruffled sky,
dense trees along the banks,
and a fellow with a red bandana
sitting in a small, green
flat-bottom boat
holding the thin whip of a pole.
That is something I am unlikely
ever to do, I remember
saying to myself and the person next to me.
Then I blinked and moved on
to other American scenes
of haystacks, water whitening over rocks,
even one of a brown hare
who seemed so wired with alertness
I imagined him springing right out of the frame.
Nicely done and so much fun. Good poem and best regards-Mike Gale.
........my favourite stanzas...enjoyed much.. under a blue cloud-ruffled sky, dense trees along the banks, and a fellow with a red bandana sitting in a small, green flat-bottom boat holding the thin whip of a pole.
Nice description of a painting..I guess you very inspired by another artist's works..makes that person a Muse..I enjoy your poetry..
This poem is very nice. keep up writing them. Please write more fishing poems Billy
Congratulations dear Professor Collins being chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Modern Poem Of The Day
This is an amazing poem by Professor Collins, how vrilliantly put, thank you for this profound lesson.5 Stars full!
tryin 2 remember an ole fishin poem. catchin any, gotta few, wat ya usin, gobba worms, fishin on bottom, ridin on bottom, wat ya drinkin, jug a jim beam. thats all i remember. can u help with entire poem
Well imagined and well narrated poem through keeping to indoors and create creative things like painting and writing...a master piece by master poet 10++
rowing upstream in a wooden boat, sliding the oars under the water then raising them to drip in the light. ......excellent thrilling; superbly written this poem on fishing in life; poet greatly enjoyed the fishing on the Susquehanna in July the month of rainy day; sitting on the wooden boat fishing is very enjoyable part in life for anyone; pleasure to read this poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Billy A beautifully written poem. Keep it up