The Fish Answers

My school saw the Red Sea parted—you speak
to me only in North Sea everyday English
or Cape Cod American—why not ancient Greek?
I speak the languages of all those who fish
for me, and I speak Frog, Turtle, and Crocodile.
The waters are calm, come swim with me a while.
Look, the little fish will inherit the earth
and seas. Fish as you would have others fish for you!
Swallow the hook of happiness and mirth,
baited with poetry, the miraculous rescue.
I read drowned books. The Lord is many.
I heard this gossip in Long Island Sound:
Three days before he died, one Ezra Pound
told a friend, "Go with God, if you can stand the company."

--Stanley Moss