A Stair Case

02/22/2016 § 18 Comments

Glessner House Stairway

He stopped midstep amid my stair.
Up? No reason going there.
Down? The place he had just been.
(As for going out, he had just come in.)

So there he sat, midstep, midstair,
to review the life that led him where
no clear direction bridged the space
at either end of my noplace place.

It occurred to him, “I must not fail!”
So he jumped conclusions and leaped my rail
to land crash-down on his indecision,
which raised up black-and-blue derision
……….when he painfully
……………….did awaken
…………………………to the steps
he should have taken.

…………...Copyright © 2016 John Arthur Robinson

The main staircase at Glessner House, Chicago.  I wrote this poem in the first person over 40 years ago (“I stopped midstep amid the stair. . . .”) but changed the pronouns here,  because, to be a Daily Graff, it needed to be from the viewpoint of the staircase.

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