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I caught a tremendous fish	A
and held him beside the boat	B
half out of water with my hook	C
fast in a corner of his mouth	D
He didn't fight	E
He hadn't fought at all	F
He hung a grunting weight	G
battered and venerable	H
and homely Here and there	I
his brown skin hung in strips	J
like ancient wallpaper	K
and its pattern of darker brown	L
was like wallpaper	K
shapes like full blown roses	M
stained and lost through age	N
He was speckled with barnacles	O
fine rosettes of lime	P
and infested	Q
with tiny white sea lice	R
and underneath two or three	S
rags of green weed hung down	L
While his gills were breathing in	T
the terrible oxygen	U
the frightening gills	V
fresh and crisp with blood	Q
that can cut so badly	S
I thought of the coarse white flesh	W
packed in like feathers	X
the big bones and the little bones	Y
the dramatic reds and blacks	Z
of his shiny entrails	O
and the pink swim bladder	K
like a big peony	S
I looked into his eyes	A2
which were far larger than mine	B2
but shallower and yellowed	Q
the irises backed and packed	Q
with tarnished tinfoil	S
seen through the lenses	C2
of old scratched isinglass	C2
They shifted a little but not	Q
to return my stare	I
It was more like the tipping	D2
of an object toward the light	Q
I admired his sullen face	C2
the mechanism of his jaw	E2
and then I saw	E2
that from his lower lip	F2
if you could call it a lip	F2
grim wet and weaponlike	D2
hung five old pieces of fish line	B2
or four and a wire leader	K
with the swivel still attached	Q
with all their five big hooks	C2
grown firmly in his mouth	D
A green line frayed at the end	Q
where he broke it two heavier lines	C2
and a fine black thread	Q
still crimped from the strain and snap	G2
when it broke and he got away	H2
Like medals with their ribbons	C2
frayed and wavering	D2
a five haired beard of wisdom	I2
trailing from his aching jaw	E2
I stared and stared	Q
and victory filled up	J2
the little rented boat	Q
from the pool of bilge	E2
where oil had spread a rainbow	K2
around the rusted engine	U
to the bailer rusted orange	E2
the sun cracked thwarts	C2
the oarlocks on their strings	C2
the gunnels until everything	D2
was rainbow rainbow rainbow	K2
And I let the fish go	K2

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