One More Glimpse

Elizabeth Wang

Georgia, USA 

16 

Here we have met again, 

on a late and serene night, 

breathe, close our eyes, 

take in our surroundings. 

Lie in the soft, dewy grass, 

a sweet aroma fills my senses, 

grasp vivid florets in hand, 

soft chirps sound overhead. 

Just us alone in the vast field, 

misery and woe far behind, 

a lack of bitter sorrow, 

wishing to stay forever. 

Glaring into the moon, 

stumbling into a deep pit, 

furiously clawing at the edges, 

my grip loosening hesitantly. 

Yearning to seize one more glimpse, 

another floret, chirping bird, 

yet falling too swiftly, 

a hint of moonlight glistening on my skin. 

Poet’s Notes: Many may recount the days of their childhoods as beautiful, care-free, before their innocence is taken away through the stress and pressure of needing to meet several difficult expectations. In "One More Glimpse, a late night in an empty field filled with nature's elements (birds, grass, flowers, and the moon) is illustrated, a reference to one's childhood before they are in the harsh grasp of societal standards. This serene scene is cut short by accidentally stumbling into a pit and being unable to climb back up, referring to how one is unable to relive the days of their childhood, even though they may not expect or understand it. However, in the last line, the moonlight "still glistens" on the skin of the narrator, even in the depths of the pit, similar to how the memories of one's childhood will always be with them even though they are unable to relive it over again.