Contemplating the Life of a Goldfish

I have six fantails (down from nine) and they live in a planter converted ‘pond’ in my yard. 1.2M x .45M x .45M.   I envy their leisure.  Their perfectly sustainable eco system, now protected from predators by chicken wire.  Water, plants for food and oxygen, insects, each other.

I spend some time with them everyday but other than gaping their mouths at me, begging for food, once I’d satisfied them with a wormy treat (that they don’t need) they ignore me.  I wonder how they can see me coming, with their eyes at the sides of their heads.  That must be inconvenient.

My mind goes blank when I am watching my fantails.

I know nothing about being a goldfish, living in a planter pond.

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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2 Responses to Contemplating the Life of a Goldfish

  1. Last two lines a poem in themselves

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