Fishing for Herring
That brilliant crisp morning
the sun rays skipped persuasively
over the sleeping pier.
Six sharp hooks
on each rig, snag on
just about anything they touch.
The blue undersea, the herring share
engages the blinding light.
Six herring appear, one on each hook.
With the sudden exposure to open air
revealed and naked
they wriggle, wildly silver.
Working the coordination of the jigging line
not too high or hard,
just a slight movement, just a desire.