Pondering the Joy
Hovering in rags in the midst of orderly lights
flickering with the breeze
hesitating at the rhythm of seasonal joys
she may be dancing in the icy embrace
of her home somewhere behind the old shack.
It was no so long ago a bundle of glee
she came to this town in her first apparel
pure beneath the film of her creation
as her brothers and sisters she too sat
in the bleachers of a future to memorize.
Wide eyed in the summer dress too short
she made the joy of the boys in awe
that a girl might be so confident in her smiles
walking the halls without a touch
teacher’s pet encyclopedia of puerile wisdom.
Loner she chose the darkest paths
unwilling to be a clone unsure of the odds
she ventured with the bravery of ancestors
so wealthy in her heart so poor in her purse
staring up to the wondrous skies at night.
She carries no roof over that disheveled crown
no winter coat for the frigid hours
staring at the colored lights she ponders
quiet at midnight will she catch a glimpse
of the yearly comet laden with promises.
It seems ages have passed since she last laughed
near a hearth warmed by the fires of kin
tomorrow will seem like the day before
as she will continue on her walk in that summer dress
slashed by the destinies of those who still rejoice.
Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and many other magazines. His photography has been published in The Front Porch Review, the San Pedro River Review as well as other publications.