Of All the Ways

Of all the ways to weigh herself
This was the least convenient.
First the long walk through the field,
The gate to move
The skirt to hitch up just so,
The leap to land legs first.

It almost never worked.

And when it did, there was never anyone there to see or
to applaud.

She tried it anyway, but only in the summer.

It passed the time.
It reminded her of the times she flew with grace and light,
Trapeze after trapeze and arms outstretched and hardly ever dropped.