National Poetry Month: April 4th

A Plain Ordinary Steel Needle Can Float on Pure Water by Kay Ryan

Who hasn’t seen
a plain ordinary
steel needle float serene
on water as if lying on a pillow?
The water cuddles up like Jell-O.
It’s a treat to see water
so rubbery, a needle
so peaceful, the point encased
in the tenderest dimple.
It seems so simple
when things or people
have modified each other’s qualities
somewhat;
we almost forget the oddity
of that.

This poem was selected by Rick K. (Children’s Librarian)

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