Marshall Gass

The Fishermen On The Wharf - Poem by Marshall Gass

ten men fishing
on auckland wharf
all with thin fibreglass rods
just that exact distance
(made in china)
all watching each others baits
bobbing in the silver sheen
no one watching his own sinker

one twitches down the line
a reel swishes
reeling in
nine men watching intently now

20 cm struggling catch
not much, so back it goes.
a bronze whaler
slinking slowly
under twenty pairs of dangling feet
the distance was too much
to crunch a man for snack

quietly slinks
to the opposite shore
where she senses
feet splashing on a shallow beach.


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Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor

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  • (7/28/2014 6:44:00 PM)

    I think it is a small step towards its rehabilitation to attribute thought to the bronze whaler, Marshall. Thank you very much. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 28, 2014

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