watching the swimmer
as she passes
through patches
of light
(her bent arms
bracketing
each breath)
she slows
as though
the weight of
the sun
is dragging
her
down
posted by aardvark at 10:49 AM
Tuesday, January 31
through patches
of light
(her bent arms
bracketing
each breath)
she slows
as though
the weight of
the sun
is dragging
her
down
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3 Comments:
I love this.
5:48 PM
Thank you. Sometimes I think this poem works, somewhat haiuki-ish in effect, and other times I think it is lightweight. After your kind comment I shall default to the former from now on.
9:07 AM
I never had thought that such an imperceptible moment could be captured in so magic way. It is lightweight but in the most ethereal and blissful of senses. Like that momentarily opening to the miracle when you touch for a second a wing of butterfy. So light, so total suddently, so unthinkable.
11:36 PM
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