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REFLECTIONS
(1987)  

by Lauren Cooper
(1964 - 1999)  

At the bottom of a lake lay a stone;
Gleaming, flashing, rainbow-hued, it shone.
Above it, between lake's surface and bed,
A forest, upturned and stood on its head;  

Leaves a-quivering - planes in a watery sky -
Silvery green. The dewy
Tears of some disillusioned soul
filling a whole
Lake with reflection;
Strange perceptions.  

An insect disturbs the day
that's so drunkenly tipped on its head:
Busying and buzzing its way
It shatters the stillness, armed
With only a buzz and a wing ...
And a sting.  

The water is tingling now,
Leaving only a sinister wish
To turn head around. Look behind
To see if some up- side-down fish
Has landed on earth in place of
The right-way-up trees that I love.

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