“these fish in my brain”

Today, at my Los Angeles Ralph’s, a carefully placed chorus line of shimmering silver fish stared at me. Mesmerized, I stared back into their lifeless eyes and recalled this Raymond Carver poem…and a certain ghost who haunts my brain.

So, I came home to paint this:

these fish in my brain
“these fish in my brain”


“The Current”

These fish have no eyes

these silver fish that come to me in dreams,

scattering their row and milt

in the pockets of my brain


But there’s one that comes —

heavy, scarred, silent like the rest,

that simply holds against the current,


Closing its dark mouth against

the current, closing and opening,

as it holds to the current.

-Raymond Carver




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