An insatiable curiosity
about the world at large speaks continents
of grace, open mind, pure velocity
of thought and feeling. What brings contentment
to the falling skydiver just might please
the poet gazing at distant body
hurtling in air toward him, sudden release
of soft parachute now floating steady
as a jellyfish in ocean, tulip
in full bloom, or his late aunt’s umbrella
protecting his small-boy frame from rain, tips
of his fingers tense as a novella’s
climax as he reaches toward the diver
and clear beauty her landing delivers.
Roger Armbrust
October 1, 2012
