2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
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A Fish Slipped<br />
Into My Arms<br />
While I Was Praying<br />
by Susan Varon<br />
I make my way in prayer and it’s like walking underwater,<br />
the sounds dim, I put my feet down deliberately,<br />
one after the other in slow motion. I come from people<br />
who were fishermen, my father and all his sisters sat<br />
on piers, in boats, stood by the side of a pond casting<br />
and recasting. They spent hours praying for fish<br />
to find them—bluegills, shiners, perch. Not a miracle with loaves<br />
and a crowd to be fed but a private dispensation,<br />
a sweaty wish worth wrestling for, worth a wait of hours.<br />
When I walk around in prayer I am fearless and slow,<br />
like a crazy person,<br />
but I look just like everyone else, that’s the joy of it,<br />
I can carry a fish in my arms<br />
of any denomination, its scales wet and shiny,<br />
its eyes peacefully closed, I’m the only one who sees<br />
it has offered itself in service<br />
in case I can use it I’m the only one who knows<br />
how to appreciate this.<br />
<strong>Santa</strong> <strong>Fe</strong> Literary Review 85