Poem: She | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Chronogram Magazine

They asked her how her green eyes gleamed

And she kept hold of the answer

So they said she gazed at the universe so long that bits of starlight flew into her sight

They asked her why she kept sunfish in a long glass room

And she turned her head away

So they decided that her mind had too much darkness, and the fish provided glowing light

They asked her what she wanted to be

And she stood and glided out

So they thought that she was deaf, that she wasn't quite alright

They turned to ask each other

Discussed why she acted dead

They wondered why she stared into nothing

And why the sea flowed through her head

One day the sun was shining

And she came out of her trance

A pencil moved across the page

And she began to dance

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