Are they like the lobsters in the supermarket, kept apart from their home waters? I search their faces, but I can’t tell the answer.
They make me think of all immigrants and expatriates, who cherish memories of a more accustomed world.
Fish Dreams
These fish live in a tank in a restaurant. I wonder if they have ever swum in a real stream or a lake.
Are they like the lobsters in the supermarket, kept apart from their home waters? I search their faces, but I can’t tell the answer.
They make me think of all immigrants and expatriates, who cherish memories of a more accustomed world.
Are they like the lobsters in the supermarket, kept apart from their home waters? I search their faces, but I can’t tell the answer.
They make me think of all immigrants and expatriates, who cherish memories of a more accustomed world.
