Marty Walker’s May cover of the Ann Arbor Skatepark received many warm responses, including a video showing the same skaters in action (see our Facebook page for a link). It also inspired poet, Observer reviewer, and park neighbor Keith Taylor to share this poet’s-eye view:

Kids smoking dope under the oaks
look statuary.
Unmoving. Regal.

Down past empty baseball diamonds,
the skate-boarders glide silently through air,
their gossamer wings invisible.

Their wheels grinding against the ramp,
the crack of the boards
when they pop upward into flight–

it has all dissipated
in the space between us.
Even their mistakes are angelic.