Hope in a pocket — For the day after a national election

A poem about beginnings and endings, and finding hope in unexpected places.

Photo by Amy Humphries on Unsplash

The hickory tree outside the church
came down in the hurricane, and now

lies upon the ground it once showered
with nuts. A child in pigtails stares

at the earth pocked with holes,
and those exposed roots jutting in the air.

A pastor, musing from a distance,
wonders if she knows this was an ending.

The girl bends and carefully selects
one nut, pockets it in her dress.

The pastor realizes this is now
a beginning. Hope springs. Progress

happens. Seeds are planted and
how cool are dresses with pockets?!