Chinavision
Elinor Benedict

An old man made of terra cotta
always fishes with good luck
from the edge of my father’s desk.
The little carp he catches
smiles as if the line that dangles him
could suddenly plunge deep enough
to go home, to find the artist
who made him, the merchant
who sold him, the young man
who bought him and tossed
this treasure across the sea
to hook my father and me.

ISBN 1-882983-24-6
30 pages/$6