Finning Brown Trout
James Prosek
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On these spring afternoons, when I
stand in this spot, I try to forget my worries as much as possible, and
for a while,
when the fish are rising, it seems that I exist outside time, although in the midst of all this, I will have a memory of
some kind, a bit of piercing intimacy. It is not that I am peaceful at this moment so much as comfortably alive and
excited, although I feel something like humility too. I am alone, but not lonely at all.
Craig Nova (Brook Trout and Writing Life)
when the fish are rising, it seems that I exist outside time, although in the midst of all this, I will have a memory of
some kind, a bit of piercing intimacy. It is not that I am peaceful at this moment so much as comfortably alive and
excited, although I feel something like humility too. I am alone, but not lonely at all.
Craig Nova (Brook Trout and Writing Life)
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