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In The Beck

Rating: 2.9

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,
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Fay Slimm 28 August 2008

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.

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