Fish

I was the dark of dawn as we went there

There was chill of bone and brisk of air

And the pale glow of the sun

Pulled us in all speed to come

From the boat we heard that lonely call

That carries wide and silences all

There I sat with oar in hand

As half of me fell away into sand

Then freely and stealthily

A great green moving muscle sleek

Took hold the line and dove deep down

And I pulled

And what I saw, I'd never seen

What came to light, the glowing green

Heaving, breathing light

I looked into its eye

Then suddenly, as quick it came

A flash, a gleam, a hungry dream

The line went slack and we turned back

To the shelter of the darkened pines