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[Poem-a-Week] Rebecca Archer’s Great Expectations by Aileen Cassinetto
-- after Maya Angelou It is sunrise, with hope its arrogant/ rider. How it sprang up, buoyed,/ as I ran to catch the bus and almost/ missed it. There’s a heartbeat in my throat. / Pretend I’m a rain bird or a fire horse/ fueled by miracles. I’m here/ short-winded and salted trying to catch/ my breath standing near the front of the bus/ gripping a handhold that is too high/ for me. I am radiant and impossible,/ and there’s a bird caged in my throat, a poem/ in my pocket that aches to gallop, let go/ the handhold. Pretend I’m a versicle,/ a miracle, the hope that gets you going.
This poem was inspired by Rebecca M. Archer’s painting, “Great Expectations.” To view the artwork: https://deyoungopen2023.artcall.org/submissions/qr-view/428236
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