Duckshadows

How can I wait for afternoon light tomorrow, 

now that I have seen elongated duck shadows on snow?

The one at the bottom as substantial as that of the Great Penguin!

Inertia

There is such a languor to matter,

every mass asserting presence

while soaring in its stasis.

Electrons spin and molecules 

twitch, yet the material resists

all change of direction, defends

its momentum and moment, in

the reverie of substance, the

immobility and dream of

the body's authority of weight,

remaining undisturbed, by poise

of precedence, occupation,

reluctant as a bear to wake

from the immanence and ponder,

the gravity of mere artlessness.

Robert Morgan

The Strange Attractor; new and selected poems,

Louisiana State University Press, 2004, page 101.