The Shallow EndAaron FaganNot what IAm used toThinking ofAs life -- andMore fragile --Up from theRiverbed, itTrails braidedFishing linesFrom its body --Seeing me,It bursts awayAmong trees.My bodyQuickens inFront of myMind -- I sitQuiet, dockedTo the ringOf hillsGlaring --Up from below,Down fromAbove -- at me.