This poem was written while my husband was hospitalized and is distilled through the contemplation of the building itself; a way of looking at things slantwise, I suppose.
A VIEW FROM A WINDOW
The geothermal lake that powers the hospital
Is environmentally friendly designed to make
Patients feel collaborative.
Outside your window a single mallard paddles
Across the broad sweep of water
Intent on something I can’t guess
This window has the best view from
The curved architecture of the patient wards.
Light pours in like the
Accolades the building was accorded.
How much the very ill can appreciate is moot.
Misery takes up all the room there is.
I watch that duck swim deliberately as if
The far shore holds something worth heading for.
© 2019 Joan Colby
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