i am watching figure skating
how am i to know what to think?
how am i to know what i see?
i was not prepared for this, no voiceover
to tell me the names, chain together leap and spin
with tales of how this person chose
this music, this program, this choreography
my own lexicon is unpracticed, i am down
at the first two-foot landing
did she touch the ice too swiftly?
is she disappointed, can you tell
that was a hard skate for her? i can’t tell
i have not followed her through years
and do not know her coach, her colleagues
her lineage, her spin.
i watch flat footed
missing narration, like you miss that aunty
the one who annoys you with back story
about how every moment, every choice
every thing a young one does is just like…
just because… obviously shows…
you can tell… that comes from…
without that voice, i do not know
how to judge, and worse,
i did not expect this loneliness.
The image here comes from Pixabay.com. They provide an amazing array of really great Creative Commons licensed images. This one is by Naobim from Japan