It was a hot day in June.
Inside the aquarium it was so cool
after the bright light outside that
it seemed as if we were swimming up
the arteries of a cold broad-backed fish.

We took in the crabs, the sea urchins,
the jellyfish that shone like
Japanese lanterns, and as we looked
our reflections flitted past us
on the green glass, animated, lit,

as if this was the shade to which
they are always hoping to return,
the reason they only show themselves
on surfaces that mimic water.