Friday, March 03, 2023

Poem for Friday and Edmonds Animals

Water Picture
By May Swenson

In the pond in the park
all things are doubled:
Long buildings hang and
wriggle gently. Chimneys
are bent legs bouncing
on clouds below. A flag
wags like a fishhook
down there in the sky.

The arched stone bridge
is an eye, with underlid
in the water. In its lens
dip crinkled heads with hats
that don't fall off. Dogs go by,
barking on their backs.
A baby, taken to feed the
ducks, dangles upside-down,
a pink balloon for a buoy.

Treetops deploy a haze of
cherry bloom for roots,
where birds coast belly-up
in the glass bowl of a hill;
from its bottom a bunch
of peanut-munching children
is suspended by their
sneakers, waveringly.

A swan, with twin necks
forming the figure 3,
steers between two dimpled
towers doubled. Fondly
hissing, she kisses herself,
and all the scene is troubled:
water-windows splinter,
tree-limbs tangle, the bridge
folds like a fan.


My Thursday was mostly about unpacking, laundry, more unpacking, more laundry, trying to get through dozens of unread emails, and doing a bit of necessary online shopping. We did take a walk to see all the daffodils that bloomed in the neighborhood while we were in Seattle, and it looks like someone is making a nest in our bird house out front. 

We watched Ghosts before my Thursday night fangirl chat, which only three of us made it to this week, then we watched first episode of the new season of The Mandalorian, which I'm glad has a happier Grogu. From Marina Beach Park in Edmonds, some of the animals we saw, which included herons, grebes, goldeneyes, terns, many gulls, and a seal: 








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