Wheelchair Blues

Two raised steps deny him
the door though it stands
wide open. No prisoner in
leg irons has less chance
of passing through the door
than this poor cuss sitting
waiting . . . for what? Help?
The last day? A miracle? He
tells himself it could be worse,
there could be three steps.
So he waits, waits in dreams,
waits days and nights as if
barriers would dissolve or faith
lift him to his white useless feet.
Love goes by in a busload of
laughter with the doors shut,
he waves but it never stops.
Oh, the poor bastard sits there
day after day dreaming of valentines
and the days before the war.

    Original Citation
    North American Review 264 (Summer 1979) 26.
    Word Count
    111
    Original Publication
    Date Published
    1979
    Complete Poems
    394
    Theme(s)
    First Line
    Two raised steps deny him
    Poetic Form
    open
    Observations
    A poem in which Hearst discusses being in a wheelchair.
    Twitter Quote
    Love goes by in a busload of / laughter with the doors shut