Writers’ Weir: Kids on the Trampoline

Published 4:00 am Thursday, June 11, 2020

Spied from my window

through a screen of trees

bright forms become airborne.

Children’s voices hoot and laugh.

In these days of sheltering in

I’ve seen them at all hours.

Blonde hair flying,

stifled spirits catching air.

On my daily pilgrimage

around the neighborhood

wrapped in warm jacket

and pandemic worries

I look for the lightly clad bodies

launching into chilly spring,

the weightlessness of youth

assurance of a safe landing.

— Diane DeSloover

• Diane DeSloover is a longtime resident of Juneau who wouldn’t live anywhere else — especially in these troubled times. She finds hope and inspiration in writing poetry. The Capital City Weekly accepts submissions of poetry, fiction and nonfiction for Writers’ Weir. To submit a piece for consideration, email us at editor@juneauempire.com.