The Fish-Elizabeth Bishop
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- II caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water,with my hook fast in a corner of his mouth.
- Here and there his brown skin hung in strips like ancient wallpaper, and its pattern of darker brown was like wallpaper: shapes like full-blown roses stained and lost through age.
- A green line, frayed at the end where he broke it, two heavier lines,and a fine black thread still crimped from the strain and snap when it broke and he got away.Like medals with their ribbons frayed and wavering, a five-haired beard of wisdom trailing from his aching jaw.
- I stared and stared and victory filled up the little rented boat,from the pool of bilge where oil had spread a rainbow around the rusted engine to the bailer rusted orange,the sun-cracked thwarts,the oarlocks on their strings,the gunnels — until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow!And I let the fish go.
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