Poetry at the Post: Finding Salmon in El Centro


It’s Day 17 of NAPOWRIMO and today’s prompt is to try to write a “social media”-style poem. We were to raid FB, Twitter and blah blah blah. I started with a line from a FB post but then found inspiration reading Octavio Paz.

Finding Salmon in El Centro by Alice-Catherine Jennings

We are in the city without
four rivers, larger than three
yards square, but not endless
like a galaxy. Salmon swim

in the waters of time. We await
their arrival in streets, busses
taxis, pigeon coops, and catacombs,
in the fish markets near Merced,

where time ceases to flow
and so do the four rivers