What the Catfish Never Sees

by Drora Matlofsky

If I were a catfish under the sea,
There are so many things I would never see :
The beautiful cow,
The delicious crow
And the delightful cockroach.
The dreamy cow gazing upwards towards the clouds,
The dear black crow haunting the woods,
He frightens me, I do not know why.
And, off the wall,
Thwap ! falls the cockroach.
If you are really lucky, it's not on your shoulder.
If it falls on the floor,
You might be brave enough
To try and crunch it
Under your horrified, unwilling foot.

Catfish, here, life is fun.
We have cats too, that say 'meeow!'
They have whiskers just like yours
And a long furry tail
They wag when they are annoyed.

Tell me, catfish under the sea,
Tell me : what is there that you can see?
Is your world really a reflection of ours?
Do you have cowfish who give you mik
And look at you with large, dark eyes?
Do you have crowfish as a dark omen,
Black, brooding, sea-witches' friend?
Do you have cockroachfish climbing your watery walls?

If I were a fish, I would undoubtedly
Come and take a look at your world under sea,
But if I were a fish, I would never know
The cow, the cockroach and the delicious crow.

Drora Matlofsky has been living in Jerusalem since 1984. Her poetry in English has appeared in various poetry and Jewish magazines and her poetry in French can be found on the Poésie Française site.

Last updated October 03, 2015