coming home from the beach at 14

[Lumiere]

I am drowsed with bipedal memories;
one leg granite in the past,
one leg quicksilver in the future.

they say I will grow older as I grow taller.

tomorrow?
yes, coming on the wings of
a pig.

now
is the back seat of my father's car with the windows
open, the wind
an arm of eyelashes surfacing.

summer tilts into itself
slack-jawed

over and over

and I become

the heartbeat of sand under ocean

[PrinceMyshkin]

The double parentheses at the end is hard to figure out and "is" in line 5 is probably meant to be in, but all in all this just leaps out at one. It's a terrific poem both because of what it says and the original way it says it.

[minstrelbard]

Interesting. I read it twice, and both times read "drowned" for "drowsed" in the first line - it seemed to fit with the "under ocean" in the last line.

Like PrinceMyshkin, I have a hard time understanding the double parentheses.

[lallison]

it is at once interesting and demanding of thought. My mind whirs to create meaning from it. The language used is quite interesting and draws the reader in, inviting multiple readings, which are easy with the short length.

Here is how I think of it:

The narrator is pondering the question of who he/she is, at heart. The past is set in stone the future is fluid, both are the implements of change, with each day and even the impossible is possible. And there is one specific memory that stands out, a moment of bliss. From this memory, the narrator manages to derive significant meaning, which can be felt rather than understood.

just another attempt to translate the untranslatable.lal

[Bar22do]

Excellent, Lumière, with this sly wink moment.

I believe "is" is in place and strongly affirming what is the "now" the protagonist is limited to at that stage in his/her life, or at any stage.

"summer tilts into itself
slack-jawed"

is such a perfect image.

I would suggest to free the whole power of the last line by abandoning the brackets.
To me it's a reminder of the overwhelming permanence of the immensity we, the "bipedal" live in, and of how therefore all is relative, both vain and important...

A great sharing, thanks a lot, Lumière, Bar.

[Hawkman]

Apart from wanting to change drowsed for drowsy and being preplexed by parenthesis I rather enjoyed this.

"they say I will grow older as I grow taller.

tomorrow?
yes, coming on the wings of
a pig."

I particularly enjoyed.

Best, H