Disappointment
by James Keller


7/2009

Sit in the corner of a garden
At the end of a disappointing day.
Dusk colors the sycamores
With honeyed, almost elegiac light.

There is nothing unusual at all
About disappointment, although sunset
Gives an extra emphasis
To a common human experience.

No doubt there will be other days far
More disappointing than this afternoon
Night shadows the sycamores
With a colorless sky before the stars.