Hauling Cots
by Jeannie E. Roberts
One
must imagine Sisyphus happy . . . the struggle itself towards the heights
is
enough to fill a man's heart. ―Albert Camus, "The Myth of Sisyphus"
Like King Sisyphus and
his eternal bolder-rolling condemnation,
she couldn't help but
contemplate her past, her naive decisions,
rebellious blunders, and
impertinent mistakes. Had the gods
also arranged this
Sisyphean effort? It came close, those months
of hauling and
assembling cots. Some weeks seemed like an eternity.
Her pincher fingers
would never be the same, nor would her hands,
arms, and back. Was her
inner drive set for self-destruction?
Perhaps her outspoken
words were the straws that broke the Greek
gods' backs, for she had
entered an underworld of crying, screaming,
diapers, and unwieldy
cots.
Greek myth has Sisyphus
rolling a bolder uphill, only to watch
it roll back down.
There’s no doubt that this endless undertaking
was laborious and
repetitive, but was it futile?
During the downward
spiral, one can imagine rest, even contentment,
for there's time to
reflect upon the upward struggle. Like the rise
and fall of a wave or
the inhale and exhale of breath, the struggle
itself towards the heights is enough to
fill a man's [or woman's]
heart. There may be joy, even
divinity in the abiding day-to-day tasks,
including the hauling
and assembling of cots, for children may nap,
and preschool teachers may
muse, float in the ebb, for an hour or so,
or at least until the
waves rise, awaken.
* * * * *
Jeannie E. Roberts has authored four poetry
collections, including The Wingspan of Things (Dancing Girl Press,
2017), Romp and Ceremony (Finishing Line Press, 2017), Beyond
Bulrush (Lit Fest Press, 2015), and Nature of it All (Finishing
Line Press, 2013). She is also the author and illustrator of Rhyme the
Roost! A Collection of Poems and Paintings for Children (forthcoming from
Daffydowndilly Press, an imprint of Kelsay Books, 2019) as well as Let's
Make Faces!, a children's book dedicated to her son (author-published,
2009). She is Poetry Editor of the online literary magazine Halfway
Down the Stairs and a member of the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets.
Hope springs eternal. The optimism here is refreshing!
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