Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: metaphor

  • End of the road

    I have a terrible memory, and it’s getting worse. Up until now, that’s been a blessing in disguise. Let’s face it, as a photojournalist who has covered war and natural disasters, who wants total recall? But as I said, it’s getting worse. Until now, life has been like driving a car through the dusk with…

  • Ode to Feet

    Plates of meat,That do defeatLogic and rhyme. Malodorous, odorous,With a characterAll their own —No wonder I’mStood here on my own. Fetid and reeking,Put me right off eating.Don’t get me wrong —By God, they pong. They’ve got quite niftySomewhat,Rather swiftly. What a pen and ink,It makes youStop and think…Ripe like Camembert. God, they stink!Don’t kiss and…