A Summer Day

by Vilborg Dagbjartsdóttir

The sun: a big red lollipop, swirly
The clouds: whipped cream
The tide: a little girl, laughing

You
are on the shore
baking sandcakes
it chases you
farther, farther
all the way to the pebble beach
gobbling up the cakes
one after another
and, ornery,
splashes
you

The stones smile, too. 

Translated by Meg Matich.