The Resolve Exquisitely
I do nothing as unfumblingly as this middle school boy
readies himself to walk smaller kids across streets.
The aplomb on him! A utility pole’s his coat rack;
his patrol belt, electric yellow, is tucked into his jacket
neat as a pocket square; and he does not tangle—not at all—
with its shoulder sash. I envy him his competence,
his steady hands. But not like I crave the resolve
exquisitely suited to the simple steps of a fateful task.
Jane Zwart teaches at Calvin University, where she also co-directs the Calvin Center for Faith & Writing. Her poems have appeared in Poetry, The Southern Review, and Ploughshares, as well as other journals and magazines.