A thousand
tiny silver
thoughtlets
play in the mind,
untarnished
as herring
They shutter
like blinds,
then sliver,
then utterly
vanish.
Is it unkind
to hope
some will
eat others,
is it uncaring?
~ Kay Ryan, ‘Herring’
photo: boats and crews on stand-by in Eliason Harbor on Baranof Island, waiting for the commercial herring roe harvest to open in April of 2012.