Castle
There’s a blue and pink castle
in the backyard of the house
on the corner. Every day
or two there’s a new inflatable
in that yard: a bounce house,
a water slide, a rocket.
All I need do is look
out my window and I am
transported to a new wonder.
Then in a few minutes
the castle gets deflated
and someone walks over it
to force out the air pockets
before, finally, the folding
and putting away.
- © James Kangas 2022
James Kangas is a retired librarian and musician living in Flint, Michigan. His poems have appeared in Atlanta Review, The New York Quarterly, The Penn Review, Unbroken, et al. His chapbook, Breath of Eden (Sibling Rivalry Press), was published in 2019.
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