Think of the aging brook trout
under a low-cut grassy bank
sheltered from the deadly glare
of midafternoon
ignoring the false
hook-laden offerings
from midstream
in favor of the fragile caddis
born of hammocked incubation
about to lose its grip on the blade
just above home.
John Fritzell is a Wisconsin based poet who lives in Appleton with his wife and dog. His poems have appeared in numerous journals including Tiny Seed, Plainsongs, Cottonwood Magazine and Gray’s Sporting Journal.
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