31 Mar / NaPoWriMo 2009 Begins Tomorrow
To kick off National Poetry Month (of which I’ll be writing/posting a poem here daily!), I wanted to share a poem I recently came across and absolutely LOVE. It just makes me happy. I hope it will for you too:
The Happiest Day
It was early May, I think
a moment of lilac or dogwood
when so many promises are made
it hardly matters if a few are broken.
My mother and father still hovered
in the background, part of the scenery
like the houses I had grown up in,
and if they would be torn down later
that was something I knew
but didn’t believe. Our children were asleep
or playing, the youngest as new
as the new smell of the lilacs,
and how could I have guessed
their roots were shallow
and would be easily transplanted.
I didn’t even guess that I was happy.
The small irritations that are like salt
on melon were what I dwelt on,
though in truth they simply
made the fruit taste sweeter,
So we sat on the porch
in the cool morning, sipping
hot coffee. Behind the news of the day -
strikes and small wars, a fire somewhere -
I could see the top of your dark head
and thought not of public conflagrations
but of howit would feel on my bare shoulder
If someone could stop the camera then
if someone could only stop the camera
and ask me: are you happy?
perhaps I would have noticed
how the morning shone in the reflected
color of lilac. Yes, I might have said
and offered a steaming cup of coffee.