tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post6342018414611958160..comments2024-03-19T05:26:04.770-04:00Comments on A Year of Reading: Poetry Friday: My Fly Fishing MeMary Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-27281082988816965592010-10-30T04:17:13.499-04:002010-10-30T04:17:13.499-04:00Like Jama, I thought of A River Runs Through It, a...Like Jama, I thought of A River Runs Through It, and the line from that novel - "10 and 2, 10 and 2" when the father shows his son the angle of casting the line back then forward over the river. The fly-fishing experience must be hypnotic! Lovely poem, thanks for sharing it.Julie https://www.blogger.com/profile/12811523890920763782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-5800583506233436282010-10-29T12:10:00.114-04:002010-10-29T12:10:00.114-04:00Lovely poem. And how nice to learn about the "...Lovely poem. And how nice to learn about the "fly fishing" Mary Lee. Reminds me of "A River Runs Through It." A type of fishing that is meditative and calming (my BIL is big on it).jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-45447186605130525102010-10-29T11:55:03.412-04:002010-10-29T11:55:03.412-04:00Hi, Mary Lee. My father also loves fly fishing. I ...Hi, Mary Lee. My father also loves fly fishing. I would imagine there's a kind of meditation in the repetitive cast and reeling in. I'm going to send him this poem.Author Amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-53386808283986365272010-10-29T09:45:22.435-04:002010-10-29T09:45:22.435-04:00Mary Lee, who knew? I am the opposite of a fisherm...Mary Lee, who knew? I am the opposite of a fisherman, but this poem really pulls (reels?) me in. Like Blythe, I esp love the shoal of rainbows. And this intense emotion actually kind of reminds me of how I felt at the end of kidlit con last w/e--without the nature imagery. Thanks for sharing!laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-39742288612526249492010-10-29T09:01:14.365-04:002010-10-29T09:01:14.365-04:00One thing that surprised me about this halieutic p...One thing that surprised me about this halieutic poem was that it is about fishing with others. I tend to register fishing as a solitary experience. A shoal of rainbows is a wonderful image, too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10147284664183496856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-48038562424839056992010-10-29T08:58:54.123-04:002010-10-29T08:58:54.123-04:00Fly fishing! You are fabulous. All of the cats o...Fly fishing! You are fabulous. All of the cats out there today will love this poem too. Do you write about fishing too? So cool!Amy L Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03830987204619914326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-46068290282125480412010-10-29T08:57:08.292-04:002010-10-29T08:57:08.292-04:00I don't fish at all (well ok, I went once when...I don't fish at all (well ok, I went once when I was about five and fell in the river and went several hundred feet downstream with my father running along behind me trying to fish me out!) but I love this poem. The bald eagle blessing is beautiful.Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656noreply@blogger.com