lonely fish

Poem #220 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


I am lonely
as a fish

I swim around
inside my water bowl

I swim around

I am lonely
as a fish
a golden fish

I swim around
inside my bowl
my clear glass bowl

I swim
and swim
around

I am lonely
as a golden fish
swimming around
I swim
around my clear glass
bowl

I go

I go I go
I go around

I am the fish
alone

I patrol my home
(the fish alone)
my goldfish bowl
(I patrol alone)

I swim around

I swim


© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #221: sacred and solemn

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