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Aquarium

The cichlids patrol their 48”x18”x18” tank and
though this country has been officially metric since
April Fool’s day, 1975, I still measure fish and tanks 
in inches, feet, ounces, pounds and gallons.
A mix of African cichlids, from lakes Victoria and 
Tanganyika, but tanks are the only world they’ve known.
Cichlids are of interest to me  because of their diversity, 
they're the fish equivalent of Galapagos finches.
But I really keep them because their bright colours and 
constant motion especially at feeding time provides 
a brief respite from the humdrum.

Each species more or less keeps to themselves, 
establishing ever shifting territories in the 
nooks and crannies of the rock wall I built,
that runs through the middle of the tank.
There is a balance of density and species, 
which I never quite manage to maintain and 
as they mature, intra and interspecific aggression 
becomes a factor and every so often, I’ll find 
a beat-up loser floating at the top of the tank.
But other times they breed successfully and
if I separate the mouthbrooding female early 
enough, I can raise another generation of fry.

lifefree verse

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