Blue Fishes

by Marianne Jones

The blue fishes are circling again.
They moved around my father
in the amniotic dark.
Even the warm burn of scotch
couldn't transform them.
He escaped by drowning.
Now they follow me,
traveling in silence on my horizon.

MARIANNE JONES IS THE AUTHOR OF A CHAPBOOK, "HIGHWAY 17." SHE IS A TEACHER/WRITER WHOSE WORKS HAVE APPEARED IN WASCANA REVIEW, PRAIRIE JOURNAL AND ROOM OF ONE'S OWN. SHE IS ALSO A FOUNDING MEMBER OF INKWELL, A WRITER'S GROUP THAT MEETS MONTHLY IN THUNDER BAY, ONTARIO AND HOSTS AN ANNUAL READING.