Dorianne Laux – “Moon in the Window”
I’m feeling a little nostalgic as I’m writing up this post. The poet Dorianne Laux is someone I’ve read for the past couple years and always enjoy. I currently own two collections of hers: Facts About the Moon and The Book of Men. This week’s poem comes out of the former. As the title suggests, the moon is a subject that pervades a majority of the poems. This poem in particular though really harkens back to when I was younger.
I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I do, and perhaps some of you can relate to it as well.
Moon in the Window
I wish I could say I was the kind of child
who watched the moon from her window,
would turn toward it and wonder.
I never wondered. I read. Dark signs
that crawled towards the edge of the page.
It took me years to grow a heart
from paper and glue. All I had
was a flashlight, bright as the moon,
a white hole blazing beneath the sheets.
– Dorianne Laux
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