Peering Up From Mud

The Glass Frogs

you can't see us
not like those golden frogs
flashing their beauty
because we're not here
pretend we're not here
you can't eat us
we'd taste like clear air
we're transparent

until night when stars pass through us
moonlight flows into us
we start to sing
we need to sing
we love to sing

Margarita Engle, "Peering up From Mud (The Glass Frogs)" from Silver People: Voices from the Panama Canal.  Copyright © 2014 by Margarita Engle.  Reprinted by permission of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt.
Source: Silver People: Voices from the Panama Canal (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2014)
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