Catfish Adagio

Roger Sauls Click to read more...

rsauls-269Roger Sauls lives in Chapel Hill, N. C.  His book The Hierarchies of Rue is published by Carnegie Mellon Press.

The mystery of the catfish
Is its sweetness,
The gorgeous meat of it

Fed on the silt
And bitterness a loner clings to
At the bottom.

In its own element
It’s close to weightless,
A dark self

Respecting the sacrament of night.
Who else acknowledges
Solitude so obligingly,

Its filth a contradictory savor.
See how it sways
In the water’s music,

Washes its length in song,
In slow adagios,
All that pale flesh

Pressed against a lute of bones.

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