Snowdance
Snowdance
Created by Aubrey Lieberman in collaboration with ChatGPT 5.2 turbo
February 2026
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Olympic mogul skiing is magnificent
But certainly unnatural
The bumps are machined
The spacing is precise
The fall line is straight
Rhythm is controlled, rehearsed, exact
The skier moves like a piston in a cylinder
Compression, extension, compression
Astounding choreographed aerials
Occur at predetermined intervals
From predetermined launch geometry
The symmetry is imposed
The geometry repeats
The terrain is periodic
The performance is measured
Flawless consistency wins gold
When this became an Olympic sport
Thirty-five years ago
It was called Freestyle
At that time it seemed
That the athletes were
Simply jumping for joy
Because the skiing was so much fun
But freestyle skiing lives on
At ski resorts
With steep ungroomed terrain
Open or gladed
Plenty of snow
And many skiers
And many passages
The moguls are unnatural
A consequence
Of the passage of humans
Unlike sand dunes
Shaped by the wind
They grow organically
They are not identical
They drift spatially
Their size and shape shift
They are sculpted by gravity
The character of the snow
And the character of the skiers
The weather and temperatures
The patterns that emerge
Are structured but non-periodic
Each bump is unique
As is each skier
And the lines taken
Down the slope
Are never identical
This is not chaos
It is self-organizing geometry
That comes and goes
With the seasons
But is stored permanently
In the minds
Of those of us
Who play in the snow
Attribution: A child on the chairlift at Vail asking her mother whether the wind made the moguls, and her mother turning to me for an answer. Perhaps I’ll see them again sometime.
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