The Fisherman Poet

 

fisherman poet

 

In front of me

Stood an ancient man.

He was, it came to pass,

A fisherman poet.

Contrary to reasoned man

fish have a language

solely theirs.

Not a babylon tower in site.

And their wisdom is so great

That a single verse

Would cure the ailments of man.

But also destroy mind.

Save for the fisherman poet,

protected from such a curse.

the only mortal to perceive

the worth of their verse.

 

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