Frogspawn in the Boating Pond
As tethered pleasure boats bobbed, wrapped In puddled, sunken tarpaulins Frogs tested the water again unnoticed By hurrying walkers behind umbrellas Then mornings broke in a sitting haze We breathed in the tangible air with anticipation Boats and walkers were unwrapped Stirring up the tadpole beds They flicked and darted about the two-stroke The rainbow slicks, cigarette butts As we gulped down the air in chunks That kept us alive just for now How do YOU feel about Phyllis Calvert?