Not much for fishing,
but I caught a lot of tadpoles
with my hand and a jar.
Not much for fishing,
but swimming in the river
a turtle caught my toe.
Not much for fishing,
but I washed a picnic bowl
and caught some minnows.
Not much for fishing,
caught butterflies, frogs, crayfish;
but never used hooks.
The refrain in this really brings it all together, and the underlying message is brilliant. How many of us here have dismissed our past work as “not really poetry” just because we didn’t set out to be poets?
We’re still catching those words.