I saw a brilliant angelfish whose tail
and fins shimmered yellow until it turned
and silver spread like an undercoat of fur
when stroked against the nap, across its scales.
Black as caviar and rimmed with gold,
its eyes, though flat as dimes, looked deep as wells.
The clownfish cruising by above the shells,
its idiotic smile painted bold,
passed disinterested as if it’d seen
it all before. Maybe. But I’ve heard
fish see only black-and-white, so why
this purple puffer and iridescent green
parrot fish– and for whom? It’s absurd
to credit chance. Either for us or for the light.
(Craig Erick Chaffin)
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