Make the Letters Stop Dancing
When my mom first opened books
across my lap for quiet looks
the pictures dazzled at a glance
and every word got up and danced.
The “T” and “H” spun with the “E”
and all for the delight of me
but they would not be still enough
for me to learn to read the stuff.
They would not sit on the line
so I stopped them with my mind
imagining them spatially
I sucked them down with gravity.
They quivered on the sentence shelf
till I could read them all myself -
And when I finished paragraphs
I let them all back up to dance.
Andrea Boff Sutton © 2009
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