4.19.2012

Graduation
                       began with the heart swelling notes of
                       Sir Edward Elgar's Pomp & Circumstance rising
                       from the depths of the orchestra pit
                       a single moment that had
cost
                       years of her life, nights of papers, all nighters
                       now blurred like the faces filling the auditorium
                       completely unaware of how uncertain she was
                       that these years, had adequately prepared her               
so
                       while she moved across the stage confidently
                       every step softly swinging the gold tassel
                       against a satin smooth cherry cap
                       she hoped she had gained, enough, for it had all cost so
much



2 comments:

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Was the styllistic appearance of this poem intentional? If so, I like it! It's very unique

Charity said...

Yes,
I actually saw this used recently and loved it..was just waiting to give it a try. There's room for growth, making it my own - but I love the potential for essentially two poems in one.