Poems & Essays

29 Jun

Wind Chime

General/Column 5 Responses

Yesterday we hung the wind chime 
we got as a wedding present–
Pachelbel’s Cannon in D trapped 

inside a cardboard box 
For decades it stared at me 
from the top shelf of my garage,

I looked away,
the bigger problem too messy,

impossible to unravel
Our lives had gotten too busy for

wind chimes–
listening to them
or stringing them up

Someday had been pushed back 
another decade

Plastic sleds and crusty gallons of paint 
nestled against the white box 
with faded lettering
welcoming it to the family 
of long-forgottens

But then one day
my son, years beyond
the thrill of a hammer and a nail
found a large swath of time in 

He dug out the blue bin
full of wood scraps 
and inside discovered an old door-jamb
perfect for making the limb 
of a cross bow

As he slid the bin of wood off the shelf
he spotted a box,
opened it to reveal glittering pipes

Mom, look!
Who knew we were a family 
with a wind chime?

With a single motion
I freed the tangle of strings,
the clapper unleashing its song

My husband screwed a hook 
into the soffit above our porch
and we hung our wedding chimes.
It took us only five minutes 
and twenty-two years

Lisa Reisig Ferrazzano, Ph.D., is a linguist, Italian instructor, and writer. Her work has appeared in MAW, Literary Mama, Motherwell, Her View from Home, and the Cap Times. 

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  1. Kathy Giles

    June 29, 2020 at 3:53 pm

    This hit me straight in the heart – beautiful. I too have tasks that have taken five minutes and several decades to accomplish. When finally done, they always leave me a little sad for the time I missed, but grateful for the (hopefully) years of enjoyment left to come. This poem was a treat for all of my senses.

    • Lisa

      July 1, 2020 at 5:24 pm

      Thank you for your kind words, Kathy. I am humbled that my poem resonated with you!

  2. Jamie

    July 21, 2020 at 7:57 am

    Beautiful and evocative. Love the closing ‘It took us only five minutes
    and twenty-two years.’

  3. Kimberly Ardoin

    July 29, 2020 at 3:04 pm

    I am new to this page. Love it already! Your “Windchimes” is so real. Life moves through time so quickly. Some things are missed, some forgotten, or just put off. But, bringing them to life, at any time, alongside the people you love is always a wonderful gift!

  4. Shoshauna Shy

    August 9, 2020 at 3:59 am

    This really resonated with me. I thank the photographer and the MAW designer who paired the elegant poem with the photo!


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