A Man Fishing By Night Poem by Rory Hudson
A Man Fishing By Night
They blend as one,
the ocean
and the man who stands
fishing by night.
And, like his life,
his line reaches out
towards a horizon
that cannot be seen.
very true rory. a horizon taht cannot be seen. i lived by the sea once and it can be eerie. thanks.
Short, suscinct and quickly to the point, conveying your thoughts wonderfully to us. The image of a solitary fisherman standing in the ocean with his 'life' stretched out towards the far horizon distinctly formed for me as I read this, Rory. I like it.
agreeing with the previous critique the second metrical assembly is very powerful...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:58:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I am just beginning to read your work, but this one is amazing! deep meaning a very few words. I want to read many more.