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God's Act in Acts
Signs
Irina Ratushinskaya
Comeback for Snowy Plover
Dancing in the Cathedral
Chiang Mai
Credo
The Possiblilities of Clay
Sonnet for my left hip
The Golden Carp
What I Needed to Do
Mary Considers Her
Situation
States of being
The longevity of roots
The Returns of Love
Leaf, fallen
Photos from My Trip
The Songs of Camoapa
Watchers
The Annunciatory
Angel
Obedience
Psalm for the
January Thaw
Schrodinger's
Indeterminacy
Holding on
The chair without
distinction
The blue eyeball
Crossing
Emergency Supplies
Peace on Earth
You
Robin in the late afternoon
Catch of the day
The Golden Carp
All things are parts of a single system called nature.
The individual life is good when it is in harmony with nature.

—Zeno of Citium

The golden carp, over a foot long, glorious,
made more golden by the sun, slides
under his lily pad towards my shadow,
me standing there by the pond,
watching the water striders, those weightless
navigators of the border between us.

Even under water he must sense the knife edge
between shade and blaze. His eyes tilt sideways, up,
his burnished mouth lipping, nudging,
almost breathing my air. I am his fishly dream
of the unknown, which he is not equipped
to explore. He is my vision of alternate reality,
of existence in an atmosphere thicker than air.
So how? Perhaps that small flip of the tail
is sayings, Hello there! Can we get together?

Bending, I reach down an answering finger,
touch the surface. The space between us
thins to this sheet sleek as silk. It has to be
enough. Though we share no language,
there is always light, the recognition of an Other.

Luci Shaw
8-2-11
 


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