He stands in the river, again trying
to cast just right, to lay the fly out
there, in the eddy. He鈥檚 been tying
flies for longer than his painful bouts
with arthritis, longer than his wife鈥檚
desires to change him. Oh he has doubts
about love, about the river named life,
but here, where water ...
* poem, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue.
Bio:
Ken Victor is a long-time contributor to Queen鈥檚 Quarterly whose poem 鈥On the Coldest Night in Quebec鈥 (QQ 109/4) received a National Magazine Award. His collection of poetry We Were Like Everyone Else was published in 2019 by Cormorant Books.