A Hard Time of It (Poem by Kathryn Nevin)

February 2, 2015 0

A Hard Time of It

By Kathryn Nevin

It’s a gibbous moon. The astronauts are out tonight. Perfecting their craft, fixing frayed patches, hammering into the universe in defiance.

I’m turning back, an illegal move in the middle of a lonely road, all windows rattling in the cold. The faulty heater flickers off and on. I’ve crossed two state lines and passed five places I once called home -- and still that old, empty pit-of-the-stomach feeling of being the only one out here and nowhere to go.

At least the night is clear. If it weren’t for automotive defects, complaints of pain from nearly frozen fingers, and a few faintly shifting voices from the radio, I bet I could hear them:

Satellites whirring in splendid congregation, triumphant in their mission, fixed in their direction.

Kathryn Nevin is a poet and editor based in Wilmington, Delaware.

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