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INTERPRETATION X
in clearer water
by Millicent Machell
In clearer water surely lies
A purer rainbow shell -
A silver fish who glides as though
He were liquid-formed as well.
But here I spy, in this murky pool,
The armour of a snail.
It shines not, no iridescent sheen
No shimmering fin or scale,
It’s twisted shape, like a lover’s plot
May come in mottled brown.
But looking close, see it’s earthy stripes –
There’s a story to be found.
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