catch and release 

By Jack Newton 

little fish slipped between my fingers

their eyes marbles under water

and their fins knives of paper 

sunbeams danced upon my wrists 

and set joyful bonfires 

all along the skin
coral antlers pricked my feet

their ridges like tiny backs

nipping at the unprotected flesh 
There is no minimum size to these moments

It is hunting season

and I am catching dreams 

3 thoughts on “catch and release 

  1. Jack – Your way with words is enchanting and shows how joyful you are about this incredible experience in your life. I love “It’s hunting season and I am catching my dreams”. What a beautiful way to put it.

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