<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fishing On The Susquehanna In July</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna<br>or on any river for that matter<br>to be perfectly honest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not in July or any month<br>have I had the pleasure -- if it is a pleasure --<br>of fishing on the Susquehanna.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am more likely to be found<br>in a quiet room like this one --<br>a painting of a woman on the wall,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a bowl of tangerines on the table --<br>trying to manufacture the sensation<br>of fishing on the Susquehanna.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is little doubt<br>that others have been fishing<br>on the Susquehanna,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">rowing upstream in a wooden boat,<br>sliding the oars under the water<br>then raising them to drip in the light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the nearest I have ever come to<br>fishing on the Susquehanna<br>was one afternoon in a museum in Philadelphia,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when I balanced a little egg of time<br>in front of a painting<br>in which that river curled around a bend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">under a blue cloud-ruffled sky,<br>dense trees along the banks,<br>and a fellow with a red bandana</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sitting in a small, green<br>flat-bottom boat<br>holding the thin whip of a pole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That is something I am unlikely<br>ever to do, I remember<br>saying to myself and the person next to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I blinked and moved on<br>to other American scenes<br>of haystacks, water whitening over rocks,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">even one of a brown hare<br>who seemed so wired with alertness<br>I imagined him springing right out of the frame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Billy+Collins">Billy Collins</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351258" data-title="Fishing On The Susquehanna In July de Billy Collins" data-description="I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna or on any river for that matter to be perfectly honest. Not in July or any month have I had the pleasure -- if it is a pleasure -- of fishing on the Susquehanna. I am more likely to be found in a quie..."></div> </div> </div>

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