Surface Tension
None better, this golden day
on the bank of Canoe Creek.
Late afternoon slides
into long-shadowed dusk.
A mayfly, as we do,
swoops too close
to the surface, then squirms
to free itself.
And now I see
some wriggling, some not.
One of many, now
they float downstream.
– Steve Peterson
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