This Morning, Joy

poem

Sherman Alexie

Apr 25, 2023

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a group of cars driving down a street next to each other — Photo by Musa Haef on Unsplash

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Traffic-jammed and unmoving
on the I-90 bridge, I look over

at the driver in the car
next to me. He smiles

and shrugs. I smile
and shrug. We're both

going to be late
for whatever

we were supposed 
to do next

but neither of us
are worried about it.

This little moment
of calm

almost feels
meditative.