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Poem of the Month: Fishing With My Father

Poem of the Month: Fishing With My Father

by Perie Longo, PhD, LMFT, Contributor to Writing & Poetry Therapy on

Editor’s Note from Susan de Wardt: Celebrate Father’s Day by sharing family experiences with your father or a loved relative. Perie Longo’s poem “Fishing With My Father” evokes those special summer days when kids spend time with their dads.

He always took me fishing with him

on those long northern summer nights

out in the boat and I loved it, not the sitting for hours

under all the moons and showy red lights, but the going Ė

the creak of the oars in the locks like entering

an attic of silence where no one could reach us,

water beads lined up on the edge of the oar

clinging like a string of pearls before they dripped back

into the liquid mirror that held us all. I realize now

how many poems I thought up but never noted

in those hours while we stared the bobber down

praying for a catch. I used to play games to pass the time,

for it was not the fishing that pleased me

but being with my father

in his joy. If I blinked my eyes thirty-nine times,

on the fortieth a muskie would strike, that fish

my fatherís dream he took to heaven I think.

When I held his arm at his passing,

clung to his hand like no fish ever had,

he let go and I slipped off, like that.

If I blink thirty-nine times, on the fortieth

Maybe Iíll catch a glimpse of him.

Perie Longo

From the anthology Fishing With My Father: A Literary Companion, Peter
Kaminsky, ed., NY:Chamberlain Bros., a Penguin Group, © 2005

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1:25PM PDT on Apr 15, 2013

Thank you Dr. Neala Peake, for Sharing this!

9:42PM PDT on Apr 14, 2013


12:02PM PDT on Jul 30, 2012


5:30AM PDT on Jul 27, 2012

However, fishing is a cruel sport. Why not write, for example, about walking?

5:29AM PDT on Jul 27, 2012


5:27AM PDT on Jul 27, 2012

What a lovely poem. So glad you have such wonderful memories of your dad.

10:33PM PDT on Jul 26, 2012

I was blessed with a good dad who took me fishing too... still can't believe he's gone....

10:20AM PDT on Jul 25, 2012

awww thanks!!!

10:14AM PDT on Jul 25, 2012


5:51AM PDT on Jul 25, 2012

The good old days, fishing with Dad. Memories that will last forever. Blessings to all.

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