
The Fishing Pole of the Drowned Man
Sometimes someone’s old rod brings good luck; sometimes it unleashes a new set of problems

Sometimes someone’s old rod brings good luck; sometimes it unleashes a new set of problems



The job of deckhands who happen to be women goes far beyond standing watches, unloading fish and mending nets.


Sometimes someone’s old rod brings good luck; sometimes it unleashes a new set of problems

A poet witnesses a child’s first catch.

The poet reflects on the life of a brook trout.

The job of deckhands who happen to be women goes far beyond standing watches, unloading fish and mending nets.

A poem by R.T. Smith