Archive for May, 2012

Netsuke [ fish ]

May 14, 2012

Only seagulls can inspect the bones.
The skeleton of a prehistoric fish,
perhaps a coelacanth, picked clean and left
to whisper its existence amid the world’s
abandoned sand, has washed ashore.
Yet the seagulls often mistake birth for death.
They should not have polished the bones
with skin; the paint they used should not have
been blood and saliva.
They should not have listened
to the ten thousand swallows that live
inside ten thousand of the earth’s hollow lips.
Every fish concentrates the sea, they cry.
To carve a breath, to breathe, to fly…