Friday, January 5, 2018

finding felicity

we find
ourselves in felicity.
a small
town
outside
of nowhere,
on the border
of somewhere,
away from
everything we know.
we find a white house
made
of stone.
a bare yard
with a small
wall and garden beside
it.
in the distance
there are mountains
capped
in snow.
we string white
lights
upon the walls.
we paint,
we throw down rugs,
hang pictures.
we make it our own.
during the day
we look out,
hand in hand at
the cloudless sky
and smile. at night we
hold onto each other
under the dense array
of stars
and wonder why
we didn't do this
sooner.

1 comment:

Di said...

There you go. Felicity --used
in "The Yellow Wallpaper" --where everything was
"the height of romantic felicity." For so many years
whenever I taught this story, I looked up
this word until
I finally got it right.