A Poem that Heals a Fish

by Jean-Pierre Simeon

Il. by Oliver Tallec

Arthur’s goldfish looks like he’s going to die of boredom (according to Arthur, that is).

“Give him a poem,” says Mom.

Arthur goes off in search of one. A baker says it’s hot like fresh bread, his canary says it’s when words beat their wings. It’s odd, a poem means something different to everyone. 

My favorite comes from the goldfish. His poem is…silence.