Parthenia Spring (Round 2)

Let's workshop this poem about a boy (unknowingly) following in the footsteps of the Tonkawa, the Apache, and various other tribes by holding a heavy rock to remain underwater at Barton Springs Pool

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Parthenia Spring
             —to my life in Austin, TX (2013-2021)

Stone ballast cradled
at heart, a boy
moonhops (as natives did) 
in a clearing of eel grass

and lies back under its calm
heft in the frigid gush 
of the headspring—
verdure pulsing 

like surface-treading limbs 
in his goggle eyes, drawn
up to that shimmering
smear of sun.

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