Fish have bones for a reason
to strike back at those who eat their flesh
no matter how beautifully marinaded
all it takes is a single scrawny bone
to take all of the pleasure out of eating it
I realize they serve living fish differently
but for dead fish they are weapons of revenge
Interesting piece of writing. I enjoyed the read. Excellent work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem might seem irrelevant to someone who doesn't appreciate a delightful fish dinner, but for those of us who like fish it's a necessary reaction to one of the problems. I too have been bothered by the hidden bones although not as perilously as your experience. (Being a Minnesotan, sea fish is not my favorite. I love fresh water fish, like walleye or trout, but they're expensive, and there are over 10,000 lakes in MN that hold them Why the high cost? ? - Sorry, My taste buds took over!) But to see the stray bone as a revenge? Does that suggest some guilt at eating animal flesh?