a jelly-fish

Visible, invisible,
A fluctuating charm,
An amber‐colored amethyst
Inhabits it; your arm
Approaches, and
It opens and
It closes;
You have meant
To catch it,
And it shrivels;
You abandon
Your intent—
It opens, and it
Closes and you
Reach for it—
The blue
Surrounding it
Grows cloudy, and
It floats away
From you.
	
Marianne Moore
    

An amber-colored amethyst inhabits it

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