Thanksgiving Poem


There’s something serene in the welling of tears

A calm in the heaviness that starts in my throat

And is anchored in my gut


Peace of mind comes from my furrowed brow


Inhaling the cold, still loneliness

Exhaling their distant warmth


Eyes closed,

I give thanks


Knowing that somewhere,

An unfathomable number of miles away

There are people whose chests also ache

Whose eyes won’t be dry

Who miss me too.


Maeve Wall is 2015-2016 ETA at Sadaebucho Elementary School in Daegu.