The Linnet's Wings :Take All My Loves, My Love - Page 124

The Linnet´s Wings Title: Dromod Harbour, Leitrim PS: MLF 2019 The Phantom Trout By Tom Sheehan In a blue molten stream, occasional fires resuming what the sun played out as a fanciful passing, the last trout, cigar-dark, footpad furtive and slinky as sex, slipped unabashedly along the rock-bound bed. I eyed it against the tiled underworld of lichened stone, wet-gray mosaics pebbles cede where pools begin to tell tales, and dark shank of fallen pine settled like old dories, ribbed, 124