Metamorphing Frog

Where the lake has lapped

onto rock, where the storm

has dropped a puddle,

a lopsided frog

with full back legs

and tiny front fins

bobs in the water.  Bumpy

green-brown back of mud,

one bulging eye that looks

like it may topple out. 


Yesterday we discussed

slipper-shaped limb-buds

and thalidomide, embryology class

and the steady nerves required

to dissect a formaldehyde baby.

We talked about the nature of Soul —

logical mind understands it

as the red-vein, blue-vein muscle;

emotional mind feels it as a warm spot

of light in the chest or throat.

We want nature in balance, not this

one-eyed frog looking up — humble

creature, helpless to swim away.

Published online June 01 2009.

The Green Issue cover image

This piece was published in ‘The Green Issue,’ the Summer 2009 issue of CV2.

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