New Poem: One Night with an Ichthyologist
- S P Clark
- Mar 23, 2024
- 1 min read
In January S P Clark visited a bar alone and met a beautful, intriguing individual. This poem came out of that encounter.
One Night with an Ichthyologist
He was an ichthyologist describing the lifecycle of a mandarinfish
An ichthyologist with a bright light in his eyes
His fertile viridescent eyes shimmering against the stark fluorescent light
I was his disengaged subject engaged by his fascination deep into the dark night.
Enchanted.
He was lonely and so was I
Hiding amongst our reef to shield from the revealing light of day
But at night we swam together and warmed our hearts of stone
I enfolded him and we started a lifecycle of our own.
Established.
He was an ichthyologist with verdant sparkling eyes
We explored the deep waters of each other’s souls
Unoccupied by the trivialities of the world outside and occupied with finding bliss in this emancipation
Two secret gardeners coming to bloom from our state of aestivation.
Effloresced…but only for one cold night in January when the warmth of human affection overwhelmed the urge for solitary rumination.
We swam the stream each away from the other
Two mandarinfish, unsocialised, gasping for air and seeking vast waters to hide alone.
Eremitic.
© S P Clark
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