i am a twisted fish
a fish longing for a world
beyond all these stones,
weeds and bubbles
a fish longing for
the sharp pierce
of something new
a glimpse at a world
beyond fins and gills
to a world of sky and cloud
and you
a heron
walking on water
legs like reed grass
or tiny pilings
drove your skilled beak
into my life, giving
me all I longed for
when i was a twisted fish
[for tallulah, on your birthday, 11.2008, inspired by “Great Blue Heron” by Evon Zerbetz]
Jonas Lamb 