Activity

The shared lassitude of casting, the C of the line as it lengthens in the air, that four-stroke swelling rhythm with the stiff hand stopping at ten and two, the ripple of the dry fly as it alights on the water

The shared lassitude of casting, the C of the line as it lengthens in the air, that four-stroke swelling rhythm with the stiff hand stopping at ten and two, the ripple of the dry fly as it alights on the water

John turns his camera on the Hoel Chestnut, his exact coeval

He photographs his wife in calico and a crumpled smile, poised over the new mechanical clothes mangle

The branches dapple him