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some cast lines into swift rivers or vast seas of uncertainty while others throw nets toward rich stores of earthly treasure ships piloted by the heart, steer in fruitless pursuit of elusive schools of love a doughty fool forever waits to harpoon longshot luck a happenstance filled fate Godly men cast nets among flocks of people, for they alone produce the bountiful yields of bursting nets for sons of Jonah and Ahab a fruitless watch is foretold self love’s only triumph is a loveless end remain a solitary fisher gliding by on birch bark canoe minding a compass of faith Taj Mahal Fishin Blues jbm NYC 4/9/89
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
Fishing Season
some cast lines into swift rivers or vast seas of uncertainty while others throw nets toward rich stores of earthly treasure ships piloted by the heart, steer in fruitless pursuit of elusive schools of love a doughty fool forever waits to harpoon longshot luck a happenstance filled fate Godly men cast nets among flocks of people, for they alone produce the bountiful yields of bursting nets for sons of Jonah and Ahab a fruitless watch is foretold self love’s only triumph is a loveless end remain a solitary fisher gliding by on birch bark canoe minding a compass of faith Taj Mahal Fishin Blues jbm NYC 4/9/89
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
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