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By Anthony Naples, on September 30th, 2010
Fly Fishing Poem #29: The Weight Of Water
The weight of water
and boxes full of flies,
mended and reaching casts
that drag fish from the stream,
empty containers waiting to be
imbued with meaning
spots, halos, vermilion throats,
vermiculated backs of brook trout
reflections, edges, wings, flutters, scatterings, shatterings,
coyote yelps, lark song. Frozen August mornings.
By Anthony Naples, on September 29th, 2010
A double dose today – so if I do two tomorrow I’ll finish on track.
Daily Fly Fishing Poem #28: Bear?
A fly box, and then another
came floating by, bobbing, dipping,
and finally
caught in an eddy spinning
endlessly.
By Anthony Naples, on September 29th, 2010
Daily Fly Fishing Poem #27: Fish or Pilgrim?
A final surge and
the fish slips through to our side,
the portal ripples and closes behind him.
Kneeling I hold him in my hand,
and in that moment I understand this;
The white and orange fins,
the red and blue spots,
are prayers to God
written on brightly colored flags,
and offered at the foot of the mountain,
at the axis of the world,
where the four rivers flow
in the four directions.
I’ve written it down this time,
so I don’t forget again.
By Anthony Naples, on September 28th, 2010
Daily Fishing Poem #26: BWO’s
Like the lost feathers of angel wings,
fluttering up and back to the sky,
or like the tiny larvae of rain clouds-
the olives emerge.
By Anthony Naples, on September 27th, 2010
 Fall Stream by Anthony Naples Daily Fly Fishing Poem #25: Everything Has Its Season
Born in late winter and populated with
fingers of trees still naked and grasping for the dull tin pie plate
that passes for the sun in that cold country, the season begins.
It begins with fly boxes fattened with
speculation, cabin fever and hope,
books with folded corners,
maps torn with folding and re-folding,
the click of a reel in the basement.
And then somehow the season ends
with a last trip, a last fish.
And with fly boxes thin and gaunt and
in need of filling.
By Anthony Naples, on September 27th, 2010
Over at A Year On The Fly blogger and artist Joel DeJong has been working at an ambitious project; to post a work of fly fishing art each day this year. As a blogger taking on a similar (but less ambitious project – Daily Fly Fishing Poem for September 2010) I can understand and appreciate the commitment required in this undertaking.
In his words:
My name is Joel DeJong and on January 1st 2010 I started posting one original painting or drawing a day for an entire year. Mixing my love of Fly Fishing with my need to practice my painting, the posts are centered around the subject of the flies used in the art of Fly Fishing. From the Adams to the Zonker I hope to cover at least 365 of the flies commonly used to catch every type of fish one can catch on a fly.
His posted art for today is a Tenkara Midge. He’s also made a request – he’d like folks to send him some ideas and photos to help fill out the calendar year. So give his site a visit and send along some ideas, maybe your photo will get transformed into art.
By Anthony Naples, on September 26th, 2010
Daily Fly Fishing Poem #24: Catch and Keep
Crushed limestone gravel of
The anglers’ lot. Done for the day
and seventeen new fish sweep their tails behind my eyelids.
A mink, an osprey, a great blue heron,
maples that are beginning to think about winter.
It’s catch and release here.
But I’m leaving nothing behind.
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