  IF you would view, buy tickets at the door. Your brain for lucre please! the fishes here Require some effort on your part, no more, For comprehension; then the water’s clear And you will see, dimpling in hyaline Fish, oval, strange, glitter as rubied wine In crystal goblets; fish with spotted gills, Great flower-fish like open daffodils, Pale fish that float with mellow, morbid eyes, Dark fish that feed on wings of dragon flies, Fish fulvid and fugacious, hovering Amongst the silver cress with carmine wing, And fish with small reticulated scales Floundering mazed, with iridescent tails Diaphanously quivering ... Mad, necrophilic urchins cleft to trees Of coral, with a sting as keen as bees When they would kiss you; fish electrical And fish with poniards, fierce, inimical, Red fish that bark like mastiffs at the moon, Blue limpets, purple jellies, fish that croon Mauve, melancholy melodies, and fish To suit your mood, good reader, as you wish! |
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