Daily Poem: Hope Chest ~ Elaine Aqui
Hope Chest
~ Elaine Aqui
It is shaped
like a dunce cap.
It is a bottle of perfume
at the foot of a cross.
It is a photograph
that hums.
It is early.
It is day.
It is a bed
no one has ever slept in.
It is just a dream.
It is a rosary of lentils.
It is the part you always forget.
It is a woman with an infinite number
of pages.
It is strictly off limits
except when it isn’t
that being the hour when you
finally arrive
completely unexpected and gorgeous
as usual.
