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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580781" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Trout</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580781" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">High mountains<br>cold and dark against night<br>Shuffling feet<br>along heavy planks of pier<br>Pulling ropes of bow and stern<br>Tiny boat undulating<br>to currents of moon-lit waters<br>Fishing tackle stowed<br>poles boxes bait<br>livelings wriggling in sawdust<br>cheese balls in oil<br>and dancing metal lures<br>to sparkle feint and run<br>Casting off by oar<br>Pulling at the tiny motor<br>Rope and crank rope and crank<br>Choke and rope<br>Chug sputter chug adjust<br>sputter whirr<br>Clanking of metal against metal<br>Cutting straight toward the deep<br>into the quiet<br>A muffled skimming<br>Waves slapping prow <br>Ball caps life preservers<br>coffee soft drinks sandwiches<br>They are off for the game<br>of fishing<br>before sun rising<br>to dropp enticers into deep<br>running spinners in shallows<br>They play the game<br>of reading trout<br>father and son<br>and being quite possibly<br>as close as they<br>can ever be</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Tom+Courtney">Tom Courtney</a></strong></div>