Here’s a poem by Faith Shearin. Why I Love Swimming Pools   I grew up in a resort town where they were as frequent as houses. I love their false blue   which is more vivid than the sky and their shapes: rectangle, L, oval, diamond. Some have waterfalls,   palm trees that rustle just above your head. I like the smell of chlorine, the ladies   in sunglasses as still as human sacrifices on their chaise lounges. There are umbrellas,   those swirls of happiness, and lifeguards dressed in eternal youth. We wear sunscreen   thick with coconut oil and the rooms where we change into swimsuits are like the telephone booths   Superman used. Like him we are different in our new form: weightless, able to jump from high places and survive. __________ “Why I Love Swimming Pools” by FAITH SHEARIN from Moving the Piano, Stephen F. Austin State University Press, 2011.