You expect nothing
and the surprise of it tips
you into the thought
Why was this so enjoyable?
like the mild shock sometimes
encountered at New Year's Eve parties
meaningless yet intriguing that
can fit you under the bow of Orion
shove you under the kilt of Perseus, and the square belly of his horse.
Cassiopeia weeps, Andromeda laughs.
And you think perhaps
you're young as they are
About this Poem
Originally published in Kingston Poet's Gallery. Find it and more by Patience Wheatly in the catalogue.