It's Still Life

7 June: For Twiglets #328

pencil sketch of fishermen in a boat with a very large fish
pencil sketch of fishermen in a boat with a very large fish

The Carp

Not quite a lake but far more than a pond.
Water’s so still you’d swear it was congealed.

Sunlight splits through the density of it,
reveals a sudden splash of silver scales.

Boys. Young men. Grandfathers. They all
want to catch that fish. An age old carp,

that’ll taste like fat-fried primordial mud.

Written for Twiglet #328 “Taste of mud”. Artwork is created using AI Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.

Misky

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2 responses to “7 June: For Twiglets #328”

  1. Frewin55 avatar
    Frewin55

    Fishing magazines are full of proud fisherman holding up named Carp before returning them to be caught again and after all – unless it’s Christmas Day and you are Polish – who would want to eat a fish “that’ll taste like fat-fried primordial mud” 😂 When visiting Moldova some years ago, we were amused to find that restaurant menus spelt Carp as Crap – perhaps a hangover from using Russian Cyrillic fonts…

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      Misky

      My dad was an avid fisherman, but back then any fish he caught were cooked for dinner. But he never fished in a lake, probably for fear of catching a crap. …. carp, I mean. 🤣

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