Troubadour

By Christina Davis Christina Davis
Someone enters: That alone
makes me speak.


When you lived, I spoke to you.
We are transitive.


I never dream of speech:
I either speak or don’t.


And now that I know
where you will not be—

I do not go there.

Christina Davis, “Troubadour” from An Ethic. Copyright © 2013 by Christina Davis. Reprinted by permission of Nightboat Books.

Source: An Ethic (Nightboat Books, 2013)

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Poet Christina Davis

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Living, Death, Sorrow & Grieving, Time & Brevity, Relationships

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Christina Davis is the author of two collections of poetry: An Ethic (Nightboat Books, 2013) and Forth A Raven (Alice James Books, 2006). She currently serves as curator of the Woodberry Poetry Room at Harvard University and lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

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SUBJECT Living, Death, Sorrow & Grieving, Time & Brevity, Relationships

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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