Surface Reading

I am not a surface reader.
Too many years swimming and boating for me to do that effectively,
Believing that the scum rises to the top And that the
Surface of the water only reveals what the prevailing wind is doing,
Not necessarily the actual direction that the water is flowing.
Overly concerned with the undertow, an actor, a psychoanalytical sort
I am not usually satisfied, skimming a text. I read like a
Bottom dweller, I flounder down there all the way with two eyes on the same side
Looking up, I swim with the catfish sucking the mud on the rivers bottom like a clam.
A close reader, always seeking sublimated meanings, hidden clues, innuendos,
Reading with claws like a crab, scuttling across the floors of loud and busy
Seas. And yet my wise friend, informed me, one night at the bar:
If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck. It’s a duck.
You are right I said; however, even carpenters measure twice, to cut once.

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About m.a. wood

writer, thinker, musician, teacher
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2 Responses to Surface Reading

  1. kirizar says:

    You had me with all of the water-related references…right up until you switched the metaphorical pond and landed in a bar, with a duck and a carpenter. That sounds like the set up to a joke: A Duck walks into a bar and sits down next to a carpenter….

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  2. m.a. wood says:

    I agree. I skipped over to the literal story of a well respected construction worker who disagrees with my drive to analyze. Strange leap from ocean floors to bar counters. I will try again for a smoother ending. Thanks for the review kirizar.

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