How I Might Sound if I Left Myself Alone

By Lisa Russ Spaar
Turning to watch you leave,
I see we must always walk toward

other loves, river of   heaven
between two office buildings.

Orphaned cloud, fish soup poppling,
book spined in the open palm. Unstoppable light.

I think it is all right.
Or do tonight, garden toad

a speaking stone,
young sound in an old heart.

Annul the self? I float it,
a day lily in my wine. Oblivion?

I love our lives,
keeping me from it.

Source: Poetry (February 2013).

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Poet Lisa Russ Spaar

Subjects Living, Life Choices, The Mind, Love, Heartache & Loss

Poetic Terms Free Verse