Importance of Goldfish
In our eyes and our sleep and our answers to everything and the way we ate our food and left our personal odors and debris around the house, like strands or clippings of hair, or a fingernail, or wadded tissue with spit, and seldom coordinated our clothes or speech or opinions when we went out or had people over, preferring different books by different authors about different things, and the feelings we kept to ourselves, harboring them like warts or bleeding punctures, until now, we grew apart and we knew it, had known it for over four years---since the day you lost the gold fish down the toilet and never said you were sorry. You even laughed about it.
"only temporary" ---
Michael McClintock was educated at Occidental College and the University of
Southern California, specializing in English and American Literature, Asian
Studies, and Information
He served as Assistant Editor of Haiku Highlights in late '60s; Associate
Editor of Modern Haiku in early '70s; edited Seer Ox: American
Senryu Magazine, and
the American Haiku Poets Series, 1972-1976. He currently is tanka
editor for Simply Haiku, writes the "Tanka
Cafe" column for the Tanka Society of America Newsletter, and
New American Imagist" series for Hermitage West.