The shapely and the unshapely,
We all slather sunscreen on our summer skin
And stretch out on our lounges
Either flat and dozing
Or talking to nearby sun-mates.
Or propped up to entertain ourselves
With a little light summer reading.
Others chat around tables under pool umbrellas.
The youngish sit in groups on the edge of the pool,
Dangle their feet in the water, chat and flirt.
In lap lanes well-muscled bodies
Plow through clear blue-green water.
A few determined readers stand chest deep
Inside the rim of the pool,
Their books propped open on its tile and cement.
A resident mallard drake reigns regally,
Commanding the best view from his tile peninsula,
more imperious than lifeguards.
A splash, and he maneuvers around lap swimmers,
Changing lanes with impunity.
Then takes off toward north
Where another outdoor pool awaits his inspection.
- The header art is a detail from one of a series of paintings called "The Quilted Fields of Provence."
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