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Before the fetus proves viable, a stroll creekside in the High Sierra

It seems every one is silvered, dead,

until we learn to see the living—

beaked males and females clutching

their hundred thousand roe—

working muscle, fin, and scale

against the great laws of the universe—

current, gravity, obsolescence, and the bears

preparing for their torpor, clawing

the water for weeks, this rich feed

better than any garbage bin—and these still

living red ones, who made it past all that,

nuzzling toward a break in the current,

everything about them moving, moving

yet hardly moving forward at all.