Shadblow

Because the shad
are swimming
in our waters now,

breaching the skin
of the river with their
tarnished silvery fins,

heading upstream
straight for our tables
where already

knives and forks gleam
in anticipation, these trees
in the woods break

into flower--small, white
flags surrendering
to the season.

by Linda Pastan

Comments (10)

'breaching the skin of the river with their tarnished silvery fins' - liked this wonderful imagery. 'heading upstream straight for our tables' - clear and precise expression.
excellent poem wonderful imagery- breaching the skin of the river with their tarnished silvery fins, /// great writings
a nicely crafted poem in its shape, and the shad breaching the skin of the river with their silvery fins is a vivid image. the flowers of the trees rendered as small white flags surrendering to the season makes a logical and nice finish to the scene observed. -gk
What an indictment to humans at this season, 'heading upstream, straight for our tables.'
Enjoyed the beautiful poem. Congrats on modern poem of the Day.
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