Pond Song 4.58
We are returned to a sort of fertile formlessness. G&B 261
This is Thoreau’s sweet edge__bottom solid milky ice
cuts one happily in two__sunglare on both sides
fact and feeling (Cavell)__the wonder of it is I
hear ducks splashing over there__low tide is still high
pond songs 
The ‘wonder’ of those ducks, Tom! They are mentioned as if peripheral, a distraction, but I’m not so sure. They are a noisy, bustling and purposeful presence in an otherwise still and (but for the observer) un-sentient scene.
there’s much in that “as if.” The peripheral — the marginal — is very much at the center of these poems!