The carp were sly glistening shapes -
They watched us from their underwater world -
I imagined the touch of their gaping whiskery mouths against my skin -
I saw myself reflected in their bulging glassy eyes -
I lived again some primeval memory -
Swimming lean limbed in some lagoon -
A burning sun above giant ferns -
Tuesday 3 November 2020
West Holme
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