Keith Polette
Fishing with Grandfather
Though he was not long in your life, you always thought his hair was wizard-white and that when you got to be his age — which had to be 400 years old — you hoped yours would be like his: thick with the ways of knowing, unflappable in any breeze. In the rowboat that morning, moored at the wooden dock, you expected him to teach you the particulars of fishing: how to use spinner bait, how to pull a top-water lure in a slow tease to taunt bass, when to switch to the rubber worm, and where to cast to haul in a lunker. Instead, he opened a bag of chewing tobacco, said this is what his grandfather had taught him, and motioned for you to grab a handful, put it into your mouth and lodge it behind your lower left teeth. For the next hour, with a packed and swollen cheek, you sat with him and watched the sunrise. In the growing light, you slowly learned the ways of ruminating: how to chew and spit.
genealogy salmon surging toward the sites of their fathers
About the Author
Keith Polette lives in El Paso, Texas. He is the author of a book of haiku, The New World, and a book of haibun, Pilgrimage, both published by Red Moon Press.
Perfect. Important to know when to chew and when to spit in life!
A very good point! Thanks for your comment.
A wise grandfather. He taught you more than fishing, Keith.
Thank you, Mary Jo, for your good and kind words.