Fishmonger

Marsden Hartley
I have taken scales from off  
The cheeks of the moon.  
I have made fins from bluejays' wings,  
I have made eyes from damsons in the shadow.  
I have taken flushes from the peachlips in the sun.
From all these I have made a fish of heaven for you,  
Set it swimming on a young October sky.  
I sit on the bank of the stream and watch  
The grasses in amazement  
As they turn to ashy gold. 
Are the fishes from the rainbow  
Still beautiful to you,  
For whom they are made,  
For whom I have set them,  
Swimming?

This poem is in the public domain.

This poem is in the public domain.

Marsden Hartley