Pulling in the Thunder
The fisherman plants his hopes
against the current. Sand and
salt and sea, it stings his lips.
His life is pebble-rattling, like
thunder pulled from the sky.
It’s a lullaby to deafened ears.
His fairytale songs of seagulls
white, and nights crow-black.
Wings beat the air, as long
nets draw in heavy and wet.
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I liked the parallel of pulling in fish and pulling thunder.
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I love the title, Misky, and the picture you paint of the fisherman planting his hopes against the current. I can feel the sting of the salt and the ‘pebble-rattling’ thunder. I spotted Dylan Thomas in ‘Nights crow-black’. The final lines sum up the man’s determination beautifully.
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Determination and where to drop the net
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