Ted Kooser

A Mouse in a Trap

From Splitting an Order. Copper Canyon Press, 2014.

A tiny wood raft was afloat
on the cold gray sea
of the cellar floor, and to it
a dead mouse clung,
trailing its legs and tail, the ship
of the rest of its life
swallowed up without leaving
so much as a ripple.
I felt the firm deck of the day
tilt just a little, as if all of us
living, surviving, had rushed
to one side to look down.

Poem copyright Ted Kooser, used here with permission.