In the Swim
The green hill
under the clear water is a reflection,
yet nevertheless
my eyes climb up its watery image.
I imagine that even the hull
of this small boat
is also swimming upside down
beneath the lakes surface.
Here comes a fish eagle
casting a winged silhouette
between waves of sunlight.
Boat, hill and eagle
are all swimming,
except my form,
which seems to be
rowing the sky somewhere else.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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