Today, divers searched the icy Kennebec River
for a missing toddler. “You never know what you will
find there,” said a man involved in the diving operation.
“I have seen all kinds of things.”
Grief lies just under the surface, the story familiar,
yet we are continually shocked into daze
by news reports, in-depth interviews, pleas,
and search missions. We can predict the ending
without even watching news at six. Someone
will be implicated, someone will be lost.
An empty searching hollows through ice floats,
calls us to pay attention, only to forget
when the next report overshadows today’s grim news.