Kaisa Ullsvik

Fishing Hole 



They were toward one another, and lasted as they
turned red amidst the talking that we did

They lasted as they passed thru, and we call them
from their credo seats and their stadiums though

They passed thru thinking, and casted as they
turned fiction into stages that dangled too easily

They were seeking what was seen, and we call
that conservative, ceasing to dream but they did

They were fishing along the Upper Iowas and
the Snakes and their tall green waders were noisy

They were swallowing themselves, and we
were with them from the fish mouth, tall and poor

There were many lines that once loosened spoke
after thinking, from some spot that we think we see

             …

They were turned away into themselves, and deep
imaginations where we call them ideals took up nature

They hiked as they forgot true, and we call them
make-believe horses, long gone tumbleweed, equality

They were hiding in their own lines, jutting between
characters to care for, carping the tips of every play

They were away from one another, and we call
that liberal, death from despair and all the while

They were fishing along the Upper Iowas and
the Snakes and their tall green waders were noisy

They were swallowing themselves, and we
were with them from the fish hook, fat and rich

There were many lines that once loosened spoke
after thinking, from some spot that we think we see

Back