Jennifer Stewart Miller

To the Dead Striped Bass Swimming in Sunset
by Jennifer Stewart Miller

Swim on, beached beauty, agog
in the chilly marsh, aglow without
scales or skin. May the jut
of your jaw, your eyeless eyes,
guide you back to the sea. May
your body—filleted of flesh—
follow so lightly. Long, supple,
golden spine. Ribs vaulted with
air and light. Moony-white tail.
Even the waves lap you a prayer—
undulate, undulate. Striped bass—
gather up my newly dead, school
with them, show them the way
out of the still-dead April grass.

 

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 21, Issue 1.

Jennifer Stewart MillerJennifer Stewart Miller holds an MFA from Bennington College and a JD from Columbia University. Her poetry has appeared in Green Mountains Review, Harpur Palate, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Jabberwock Review, Raleigh Review, and other journals. She’s a Pushcart nominee, the author of A Fox Appears: a biography of a boy in haiku (self-published 2015), and lives in New York.

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