Best-Laid Plans
by Cynthia Anderson
What happens to a dream deferred?
—Langston Hughes
In the 1960s, the preteen girl
who is me scours her local library
in a small New England town
devouring what they have
on Iceland. My paradise—
a place where everyone cares
about poetry, where books
are the national pastime
and there are more authors,
and readers, per capita
than any other country
on Earth—
not to mention
glaciers and volcanoes
hot springs and waterfalls
the wild rocky coast—
Land of the Eddas!
I imagine belonging there
in ways I’ll never
belong here.
The dream freezes
but doesn’t die. Finally,
retired, I have the time,
money, a friend to go with.
We book the trip
for April 2020—
then COVID explodes.
At least, we get a refund.
So I am still waiting
for Iceland—unlikely
to try again, as global
warming worsens
and my need to stay
home…
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