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One most ferocious robber in the pond World, observes a zoologist, is a slim, Streamlined insect called the Dytiscus larvae: Lying in ambush on a water grass He suddenly shoots at lightning speed To his prey (or anything moving or smelling Of ‘animal’ in any way, a fat tadpole, forContinue Reading

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The frog has stopped callingIn the early light, but IStill feel the sound wavesSurging towards my mind’s shoreThough different from the frogsMy mother used to listen to whenI must have heard deepInside her teenager wombAs she walked at dusk from her first jobIn town back to her native villageTheir callsContinue Reading