AT THE POOL Poem by Rutger Kopland

AT THE POOL



Happiness was a day at a pool
in the grass ringed round
with trees up to the sky

here I was god's and my
grandpa's lad - both died,
happiness is dangerous

in the evening the pool has lain down
so mirror-smooth that sky, trees and grass
repeat themselves below the ground

fear and longing both ask me
to come back

Thursday, September 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness,longing,mirror,sky
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