I like this poem...For some reason it reminds me of the feeling i get when i'm walking byself just really observing nature and finding the most simple stroll down a block to be very eye-opening and relaxed. The poet decribes the sky as "iris blue", which automatically makes me think of the eyes and how the shades of the blue in the iris of the eyes are sort of mixed shades and tones of blue which is nice in color(biology lab, so i know this lol). Also when Levertov says "balloon heads drift and dive above them; the bodies aren't really there", draws that exact picture in my head. I figured that he is sort of saying that you see the people but its like their heads are not attached to their bodies; as if their minds are drifing off to another place. This poem seems to tell me appreciate the mixed up, good and bad, but beautiful life that we have.
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