Peter Daniels
Up
To welcome in the springtime, the curve of the earth
has turned itself our way round - it encourages
our sense of up, the upright rightness of the sun,
because we almost know where we’re going now.
It’s catching the right bus by guesswork, finding
the yellow blob daisies come up again, in spite
of the incomplete sun that doesn’t make a climate
and the devil’s hoofprints marching on the land.
Down is not the other side, the never-never hemisphere
with seasons of its own: a globe can go any way
up. The true down is down to the ground: the coin
that comes up sunnyside, slips down the drain.
Here we are, a few thin miles from space:
we want to get up to the sun and the summer, it’s
where we’re flying, heavier than air. It’s up
to us what we get up to - so get up, get it up, go.
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