Wonderland

By Elizabeth Hewitt

a blanket lies across the land
a calming sort of grey
it mutes the sounds that filter through
and hushed, they slip away

the colors that beneath the sun
would seem to fade away
all stand out clean and bright beneath
that blanketing of grey

it garlands everything about
with cheery diamond dots
so sparkles seem to come at me
from every hidden spot

a different sort of world greets me
the days the fog rolls in
and in this mystic wonderland
I gape and twirl and grin

my busy life seems far away
although I know it waits
and yet it seems there could be more
than norm behind this gate

it opens wide under my hand
my steps crunch as I go
and what I see as I walk on
mere words can never show

Elizabeth Hewitt (BA ’08) plans to enter the teacher
education program. Her undergraduate major was
classics. "I want to be one of those teachers who
shows up in period clothing just for the heck of it,"
she says. "Real life isn't boring; I don't see why
history has to be."