Why
I Can't Stop Laughing
At first, I ascended next to Tristan
in the seventh sphere
looking down on our planet
with its great Wheel of Fortune
churning and crashing,
having my cosmic belly laugh.
O Fortuna! How you rise and fall!
Next, I reconstructed my descent
into the deepest pit,
the one you're not supposed to climb out of,
and there was more than one pit.
Now that I'm up from the pits
with my feet on the ground,
I can't stop laughing.
I was supposed to fall,
and I fell.
Rather, I was supposed to vanish,
but I've reappeared.
I've reappeared,
and I can't stop laughing.
Copyright © 2002 Anne M. Hudson
