Stages of Joy (after Robert Bly’s “Three Kinds of Pleasure”)

I
Trapped beneath a sheet of ice
that froze over at sound warp speed,
the duck flapped it’s helpless wing;
and the man jumped in and saved it.

II
Toddler with ice blue eyes
brought a book to my rocking chair
and asked for a story
to which I obliged.

III
Seated at the gas station curb,
the couple had two signs
about working for food;
I gave them a twenty. They smiled.

IV
His mother passed away
when his son was only a child;
he resolved to emulated her life
so that the boy would know her.

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