
Gone Fishing
A storefront window on Main Street
displays a collection of wooden rainbow
trout. Carved and painted to look real,
their speckled bodies curl in mid-jump
next to a model ship with billowing sails,
an engraved sign reading Jeremiah Hale,
Attorney at Law, and a set of scales.
The lights in the office are off.
Perhaps the attorney has gone fishing,
wades knee-deep in the cold river,
hears the kingfishers shriek from bank to bank,
watches silvery fish dance in the reeds.
Perhaps he sits in the dusty backroom
on a desk that is suffocating with papers
and dreams of a ship with white sails
that will come to carry him far away.
About the Author: Agnes Vojta grew up in Germany and now lives in Rolla, Missouri where she teaches physics at Missouri S&T and hikes the Ozarks. She is the author of Porous Land, The Eden of Perhaps, and A Coracle for Dreams, all published by Spartan Press. Together with eight other poets she collaborated on the book Wild Muse: Ozarks Nature Poetry (Cornerpost Press, 2022.) Her poems have appeared in a variety of magazines; you can read some of them on her website agnesvojta.com.
Image Credit: John William Lewin Fish catch and Dawes Point, Sydney Harbour (1813) Public domain image courtesy of Artvee.

