The Fisherman and the Kid
Back in the 60s an underage kid
with a legal second cousin and friend
were served beer in the Triangle Tavern
in a small five forked rivers college town.
Several local lobster fishermen
in slickers and rubber boots, trap haul done
for the day, sat nearby; spinning, laughing,
exaggerating, and drinking beer too.
“See the guy wearing the blue baseball cap?”
my cousin asked me, and “yeah” I replied.
“It’s a woman, but they allow her in
because she’s one of them; a fisherman.”
Rivers flowed onward in that afternoon
with two stowaways belonging along.
J.S. MacLean has been writing poetry since the early 70s with two collections “Molasses Smothered Lemon Slices” and “Infinite Oarsmen for one” available on Amazon. He has had over 150 poems published in journals and magazines internationally in Canada, USA, Ireland, UK, France, Israel, India, Thailand, and Australia. He enjoys the outdoors, and indoors too. In 2007 he won THIS Magazine’s Great Canadian Literary Hunt in Poetry (1st Prize). He strives for the lyrical and hopes for the accidental.