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The Spike or Victoria College Review 1936

Serando

page 67

Serando

Poised,
plunge
and shatter
the glass-green depths in
an ecstasy of motion.

Down,
glide down
caressed by
sweetly soothing waters
in cooling union. . .
soft embrace
that yields before the thrust
smoothly.

But haste,
for pounding lungs and pulsing blood
roar
for the pure tranquility of air.
To linger in this place
of shell and fin
Is death.

Gasping,
struggle up
from dumb sea caves
to winds
that love to kiss
the stumbling white-lipped waves. . .
to hear them hiss
and rush
blustering in angry fear
booming
bashing their faces
on the rock-teethed shore.

Panting,
weary
rest
in the quiet sand-hot cove
avid sea-stroked body
pressed
in a more ardent love
of sun-stroked dunes
that sleekly writhe
under a bowl of crystal blue.

Dully booming now the surf
that licks the sweating foamy shingle.
Softly sighing now the breeze
Softly crying now the seas
Somnolent Life,
lie softly in your sleep.

—K.A.