By: William Cullen Jr.

Someday the sea will receive these waters
but not before a fawn has sipped from them
and not until a boy casts his first made lure
over the shadows of the leaves
into a clear pool just downstream
where his tiny Trojan horsefly
will drift across a field of vision
followed at periscope depth
by a brook trout as hungry
as the boy can make
temptation feel.


William Cullen Jr. is a veteran and works at a social services non-profit in Brooklyn, New York. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Gravel, Lake Effect, North Dakota Quarterly, Pouch, Spillway, Switchback, The American Journal of Poetry, and Whiskey Island.