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published in Orbis, 138 Winter
2006
Caviar
fishy
about you
carp,
perch, pike
You
slither in
the
murk
on
the surface
friendly
enough
A
damp cell
clammy
skin
Even
on top
of
sky-rise
you
still reek
of
basement
The
earth at
the
bottom
of
ponds
suits
you best
Spitting
sprats
through
clench
Submerged
before
the
emerging
fanfare
Almighty
womb
slipping
caviar.
Hazel Frew
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