What if it were real, this sixty minute miracle,
not just another empty hour’s sleep,
‘do over’ like the kids out in the yard,
mulligan to re-say what we said,
undo what we did,
forgive ourselves and go forth, sin no more,
or forget regret and run straight out to be undone?
Oh, if it were as plain as that,
to simply dial back the clock,
to walk away, not fight,
stay at home, don’t take the car…
to get back to the metaphors
to make new what we write,
so that, by the time my current labor’s done,
I’m ready to begin again.
John P. Kristofco, from Highland Heights, Ohio, is professor of English and the former dean of Wayne College in Orrville. His poetry, short stories, and essays have appeared in over a hundred different publications, including: Folio, Rattle, The Bryant Literary Review, The Cimarron Review, Poem, Grasslimb, Iodine, Small Pond, The Aurorean, Ibbetson Street, Blue Unicorn, Blueline, Sheepshead Review, and Slanr. He has published three collections of poetry, A Box of Stones, Apparitions, and The Fire in Our Eyes and has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize five times.