Flyfishing With Hemingway

Flyfishing With Hemingway

A Poem by icaros13
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I dreamed
 I went flyfishing
with Hemingway
last night.

He took me
to a perfect
trout stream
in the wilderness

I had my #5 Sage,
his rod was bamboo;
In my boxes, every fly
I could possibly need.

Walked to the
water's edge
to look under stones
to see what's in season

Ernest was doing
the same...
He chose
an Olive Scud.

Good choice,
but it didn't feel
quite right
to me.

So I tied on a
Pheasant-Tailed Nymph
although the water
didn't say to;

cast upstream
in front of
a promising
eddy.

A twenty inch Rainbow
took the nymph,
stripping line
and catching air.

I fought it
downstream and up
finally lowering it
victoriously in my basket

After three
similar catches,
I noticed Hemingway
was using a Pheasant-Tail.

We fished in silence.
It occurred to me
I should ask questions,
it was Hemingway, after all.

The fishing was
far too good
to interrupt with 
so small a thing.







© 2013 icaros13


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This was wonderful Icarios, I can't help thinking about the movie though, it ruined him for me, it's hard to see him as a hero now, he is sitting over there with Charles now, on the side lines of brilliant "but". Now Keats, that's a love poem I can sink my fanhood in :)

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This reminds me of The Old Man and the Sea.


Where have you been?

Posted 11 Years Ago


saratogaparty

11 Years Ago

As in, why am I just finding you (and your greatness) now?
this is wonderful...and especially hits me in the right place since i am such a fan of Hemmingway's style of writing...

and he would have agreed to be silent and not ask questions...

he was always an author whose opinion on words was "less is more"!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh, wow . . . to go fishing with Hemingway, I dreamed last night I played poker reluctantly, somehow I had three sets of three of a kind in the same hand . . . maybe it signals good fortunes

Love that last sentence. "The fishing was
far too good
to interrupt with
so small a thing."

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was wonderful Icarios, I can't help thinking about the movie though, it ruined him for me, it's hard to see him as a hero now, he is sitting over there with Charles now, on the side lines of brilliant "but". Now Keats, that's a love poem I can sink my fanhood in :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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~ hahahaha... what a fun piece of writing... oh, it's good to read you again... ~ i'm sure earnest is reading this piece wherever he is and laughing too... :P

Posted 11 Years Ago


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For we have thought the larger thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devil's tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ..I do love.. more..

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