Manuela Cardiga - Guilty Pleasures and Culinary Treasures

ICE-FISHING IN HIGH SUMMER

One step-misstep
And the ice broke
Disaster spoke
And the water
Cold-choke
Muzzled
A scream
For help
Or hope.

So the ice broke
Shattered spattered
Burning cold

Would it be safer
Flat-foot on the shore?
Far from the dazzle
Crystal-might
Of the rainbow ice?

Of course!
But then
Would you
Glad-glide-dance
Have a chance
Of summoning
From the depths
A leviathan fit
To crush-change-rearrange
The world?


MC