“She Saw,” a poem by Daniel Holland
By Janet Grace Riehl • Jul 7th, 2007 • Category: Comedy On Tilt
Perched on the end of faded green roughened seesaw.
Roughened by sand poured over the board.
I went up and down, then suddenly stopped.
Stopped in midflight by a girl child turned woman.
She said, “Here I am!” with her eyes.
She made the sand feel solid.
Janet Grace Riehl is the author of "Sightlines: A Poet's Diary," a downhome family
love story beyond death told in accessible story poems. She's a member
of Author's Guild, registered with Poets and Writers, and widely
published in national literary magazines and several anthologies.
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“Girl-child turned woman”–this is the phrase the poem turns on. All your images show the awakening of sexuality within the context of innocence. “She made the sand feel solid” is a moment of awakening.