APRIL 12: Angela Leuck
VIEW FROM THE TOP
Through the bare branches
of the maples behind my house,
I glimpse a tower.
Round with tall,
arched windows,
it’s like something
plucked
from an old-time
fairy tale.
With my hair grown long,
I picture myself up there
in that top room,
an aging Rapunzel,
locked in by a jealous stepdaughter,
psychopathic stranger, you name it,
and lowering down
my long silver braids
to haul up a basket
of food, some
chocolate, of course,
and plenty of books.
No need at all
for rescue
by some passing prince.
One of the benefits
of growing old is every
tower becomes
a piece of prime real estate
with a fine,
unobstructed view.
Angela Leuck is a poet and publisher living in Coaticook, Quebec.