The Fisherman

What is the measure of a person’s life?What metric is therethat says “this is who you are”and “this is what you’re worth?” I think—or rather—intuitthat the silent fisherman,alone knee deep in the river,has the significanceof the river itself. That he,like the autumnal leavesspinning bluely in dew,with the easing hand of gravity,is vein and artery. I…