Motel Pool by P. K. Page

The plump good-natured children play in the blue pool:
roll and plop, plop and roll;

slide and tumble, oiled, in the slippery sun
silent as otters, turning over and in,

churning the water; or-seamstresses-cut and sew
with jackknives its satins invisibly.

Not beautiful, but suddenly limned with light
their elliptical wet flesh in a flash reflects it

and it greens the green grass, greens the hanging leaf
greens Adam and Eden, greens little Eve.

End of the poem

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The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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