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Poem for tomorrow’s dead fish for World Poetry Day: Tomorrow's dead fish

Updated: Mar 12, 2018

A clown fish in a fish tank. Picture credit: johnnyyip35 - CC0



Tomorrow when fishermen


pull up the net, they’ll quickly toss


the sad fish back to the ocean.


But tonight, he is swimming with glee


alongside his parents and siblings.


What’s that? It is beautiful.


Dangling in the near distance,


shimmering white strings dance.


How can he ignore the Sirens call?


He accepts the invitation,


swimming in and out


of each laced portal hole.


He is getting tired as the plastic tightens around his throat.


And as he looks up toward the distorted sky through the water,


He doesn’t know who to blame.



Noah Eckstein

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