Fish Season

Fish Season

Diane Glancy

I was stuck there no doubt. The stories of Jesus. His
boarders loosened. He could talk to crows. He could fish in
a well. He could find anything anywhere. I was there in the
dome of the book. The salmon. The little fishies all in
wonder of the master who had come to renew our harps.
You didn’t know I was drawn to language in its parts.
Letters separated from one another to de-string the sentence.
To remove its sting. So it flies apart as so many
pieces at an outdoor picnic.

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Diane Glancy
Poet

Diane’s recent books are “Island of the Innocent, a Consideration of the Book of Job,” “A Line of Driftwood, the Ada Blackjack Story,” “Psalm to Whom(e)”, and “Quadrille, Christianity and the Early New England Indian.” Currently, she teaches a cohort on Experimental Prose and Poetry at the Pittsburgh Theological Seminary. Her other books are on her website, www.dianeglancy.com.

Photography by Johannes Plenio