“Dawn” by Stephanie Cui
from the 2018 Poem in Your Pocket Day booklet
Out in the moonlight
The trees are glowing white.
They are fully dressed and await the wind’s call.
But the wind is a shy girl at four in the morning,
And she does not come out to play.
Dawn slowly tip-toes, blueing the sky.
I am lost on a path so familiar.
Does darkness lock up my eyelids
With a key that only belongs to dawn?
I sneak by buildings,
They seem unrealistic against the early light.
Windows lit here and there, like the fading stars.
My footsteps are shaky,
My voice –the only echo remaining in the world.
The sun rows the moon across the sky, claiming its throne.
And I step into the day drunk with awe.
Winner of the 2018 Jessamy Stursberg Poetry Prize for Canadian Youth, junior category