Thursday, July 21, 2016

Running Poem: Muskie


I run on a drizzly May morning--
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the paved path around Lake Calhoun
is nearly empty.

Other days were spent
people watching--dodging walkers
three and four abreast.

But today, mostly alone on a mid-morning run,
the paved trail is clear--
no dodging runners or taking
the necessity-made dirt path.

By the yet-opened boat-rentals and marina,
a man standing by shore points--

In the clear late-spring water,
a slender, muscular fish--three feet at least--
swims in the shallow water near shore.

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