Thursday, October 4, 2007
in which the fish laughs
"You do look your very most splendid",
said the fish to the sea,
"I am overwhelmed to be leaving you: almost entirely, but not quite".
"Oh, but you are not leaving me", said the sea, with a whisper like fizz in the azure light of day,
you are not. I am with you always, in manner of speaking.
Perhaps not in my grasp, as I would like, but I will seize you as I wish,
if I wish, if I wish",
said the sea.
But the fish slip-silvered away,
laughing with glee
and was gone in the flick of a tail.
and a sillier fish
you never will see.
Photos: Playing, by fifi and jane Bowerbird.