A wild forest lives
in the reflections
on Riverbank.
A forest of trees to swim in,
a bouquet of trees,
and the moon there.
See it winking at you?
The moon draws us into
where a wild forest lives.–Margaret Simon (c) 2018
PoemCrazy #24: “I sometimes think poems come from electricity in the air, a hum inside, impulses we can feel in our body…Stand on your head for as long as possible. Notice details upside down…Do anything new.” (p. 88, 90)
With my students, I am presenting Amy Ludwig VanDerwater’s daily poetry prompt on her site The Poem Farm. Yesterday we wrote using circular structure. This poem uses that structure because I felt the echo worked well with looking at the drawing upside down.
Oh the imagination of swimming in the forest reflection! Lovely!
Upside down poetry – I think I need to try that. “A forest of trees to swim in” – makes me dream of many things.
In this topsy turvy world in which we live, it seems very apt to look at things upside down! Kind of Alice in Wonderlandish.
Love that flipping the art inspired the poem. 🙂