In praise of bending down
You can pick up a penny,
find a (nother) ball under the sofa,
and sneak under the fence.
On a mat it’s downward dog –
possibly the one that hides balls
and trains me to a swifter swoop
when something clatters.
Or a forward fold – the top of a broken doll –
delicious traction as vertebrae un-kink,
so easy, yet forgotten in the everyday.
Or nose approaches knees in an unlikely encounter
and you can see that toenails lack maintenance.
If bending continues, then it’s a handstand or a headstand.
until it isn’t
though we’d never call that a bottom stand.
