Cartwheels. Poem by Margery Rehman
Cartwheels.
Chiara Sophia comes through the door
Does a cartwheel on the floor
Over and over, upside down
And downside up she turns around,
Another cartwheel and ten cartwheels more.
Two legs wide, two arms akimbo
Two thick pigtails flying in limbo,
Vitruvian Man in endless traction
Is not a patch on her wheel action
Rolling, turning, spinning tornado.
'Why are you doing this? ' I demand.
'That's a really silly question, Gran,
It's simply because I KNOW I CAN'
And on she rolls like a Catherine Wheel
Hands over head and head over heel.
A charming poem about children and movement and the passion for accomplishment. The children at my studio all 'do cartwheels' - something of a rite of passage. We begin with 'donkey kicks' on the podium when they are small, then they learn to cartwheel by copy the big kids. They practise at home too, over and over. I can still do cartwheels, by the way, at 62. The children think it's really cool. Perhaps I inspire them a little. I hope so. A wonderful poem oozing with a grandmother's love. Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I love this Margery - am almost dizzy after reading it! brought back wonderful memories of cartwheeling across the park - carefree times...'downside up she turns around' - brilliant! A visual treat that conveys the movement and freedom of childhood...justine x
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 8:21:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This was a pure delight. I really enjoyed this. The wisdom of a child. GW62