Did you learn to float,
to trust the cool water to hold you
Did you think of ice cubes
displacing only their weight
and even in melting to maintain
the water's surface, to remain level
Did you need arms beneath you
stiff as the runners on the bottom of a sled
while you closed your eyes
against the heat of the sun
and the give of the water's slack surface
beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYes, there's really something about this... it's sort of a juxtaposition of science and whimsy, I think.
ReplyDeleteI so hate it when I can't decide why it is I love a poem. I guess though, that sometimes we don't need to know exactly why; the joy is in the thing itself.