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Hal I was just going to say I love this one, though I'm struggling to articulate why. The way an almost surreal set of images leads so inexorably yet unexpectedly to the final two stanzas. Regards Martin (who's past the first bureaucratic flurry of welcoming a new government in Australia) > Categories of Fish > > First, there are the kind that we like to eat, > the ones with fins and silvery scales. > > Then, there are those who walk upright > in the evenings. Almost. > > Then come those who walk backwards > until someone tells them not to. > > There are fish that feed millions from a single > basket, a meal that suffices for weeks, even months. > > Then, there are those that hang out in schools, > never wandering off on their own, > > never graduating, taking a degree, > or even declaring a major. > > > Hal > > Halvard Johnson > ================ > [log in to unmask] > http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/index.html > http://entropyandme.blogspot.com > http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com > http://www.hamiltonstone.org > http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/vidalocabooks.html >