I don’t nap easily, but I am of the mind that a good nap is an almost spiritual experience. I recently ran across this poem that was published earlier in Maisonneuve. It’s one of the few poems I’ve ever written about happiness, and I can tell you I had recurring doubts about whether a basically contented poem was a viable thing. Thanks to Maisonneuve for publishing it back in 2018, and making it available online for National Poetry Month the year after (and for Facebook’s terrible search engine that served me a post about poetry instead of the super very important feel-good swing dance dance video I was looking for).

Check out the poem here, and check out the general awesomeness of Maisonneuve while you’re at it.