Charles Fishman - At the Levittown Pool, 1952 |
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This is where I first fell in love with people--with their idiosyncrasies of size and shape their queer off- balance walks their high-pitched and raucous laughs and It was here I fell in love with flesh: how it pushed and sagged and bulged against nylon and tried to escape
This was the place I became most human: leaping with friends into the piss-laced water we splashed into waves racing in a chlorine haze from one end of the turbid pool to the other standing on our hands in an all-male underwater ballet
The lifeguard’s screeching whistle would echo in our heads and the molten August sun would send down its fire The glory was to be young and dazed with life which swam unbroken circles around us and would not let us drown.
Charles Fishman is director of the Distinguished Speakers Program at the State University of New York at Farmingdale, where he previously directed the Visiting Writers Program for eighteen years. His books include Mortal Companions, The Firewalkers, Blood to Remember: American Poets on the Holocaust, and The Death Mazurka, which was selected by the American Library Association as one of the outstanding books of the year (1989) and nominated for the 1990 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry. His eighth chapbook, Time Travel Reports, was published by Timberline Press in Fall 2002.
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