Dream Poem 75: The Mythical Trout Fishing in a canal with a more experienced fisher, she is fishing for a particular trout, these two know each other of old and she has been back and back to get this fish. It is long, big and intelligent She tries many different bait and she waits only for it. The small fish don’t interest her they are easy to catch But this one is a challenge A puzzle And she will keep coming. She doesn’t really want to catch it and end its life She just likes the challenge of finding it and tempting it. I see tiddlers rising to the surface But then I catch a glimpse of the big one And it sees me leaning over the bank and rises out of the water. Higher and higher I am a little scared as it looks at me And suddenly drops back into the water And is lost to sight.