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Kathleen Jessie Raine

(14 June 1908 – 6 July 2003 / London / England)

In the Beck


There is a fish, that quivers in the pool,
itself a shadow, but its shadow, clear.
Catch it again and again, it still is there.

Against the flowing stream, its life keeps pace
with death - the impulse and the flash of grace
hiding in its stillness, moves to be motionless.

No net will hold it - always it will return
Where the ripples settle, and the sand -
It lives unmoved, equated with the stream,
As flowers are fit for air, man for his dream.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Fay Slimm (8/28/2008 6:29:00 AM)

    How real is that quivering shadow - born from the life of the underworld, the liquid ever liquid watery world we can never know. So well observed. (Report) Reply

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