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Little Fishes

A MYRIAD curious fishes,

Tiny and pink and pale,

All swimming north together

With rhythmical fin and tail--

 

A mountain surges among them,

They dart and startle and float,

Mere wiggling minutes of terror,

Into that mountain's throat.

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Written by
Max Eastman
1883-1969 / American
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