“She Saw,” a poem by Daniel Holland
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.
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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.