Poem of the Day, May 5
The All of It
by Molly Peacock
And on the way home from our picnic we—
lake-tired, dreamy, the way that day-long looking
at boat sails on blue water makes you see
something so satisfying it exhausts you—
let the blue drain unexpected pockets
of worry into simple watching. Three
huge cygnets almost the size of their parents
flanked two grown swans periodically
diving for fish as we left the hill
with our folded blanket. That’s all.
Then we shuffled down the return trail,
and stopped to buy a cantaloupe, a ripe, lobed dome.
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