A good evening in a sad city

by nourayasmine   Jan 24, 2020

Everybody in that lobby
heard the cries of joy coming
from the ob-gyn section,
then watched a misty-eyed,
red-faced man
in his mid-forties,
walking with his wife
towards the exit door,
one arm around her shoulders,
an ultrasound picture in his hand,
her head slightly leaning
against his chest,
and the stars outside
skimming above the city,
ripe with light.


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  • 3 weeks ago

    by silvershoes

    Ah, it is so good to read a heartwarming poem. My spirit has been lifted, thank you <3

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Star

    Judging Comment:

    The title got me very curious, and I felt there would be something to look forward to.
    In a city that is dark, a bundle of light and hope is growing.
    I love how this is very simple and straight to the point.
    However, I couldn’t help but wonder why the author of the poem was in the hospital. And if this moment was a moment of solace in that sad city for that person.

  • 1 month ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    If not for the title and the "cries of joy" in the second line, I was worried that this would be a scene of despair. I love the intimacy of this, yet shared with the whole hospital, and bringing light to a sad city. A city that needed this perhaps.

    A glimpse of hope, a promise of something more. This moment captured, their story and journey not over but continuing with this new life.... simply beautiful!

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