Of the simple wonders, ice ranks high.
I go to the river to learn its magic.
it's crystal scaffolding builds
a dome in air, its hallowed geometries stop
the river's flow.
Last week the hard freeze broke,
the ice ran free,
ten thousand silver lizards
scampered for the rocks, no sooner free than scurrying for their lives,
glistening in the sun
above the undertow and
beneath the moon's