Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Leaving—poem

"Leaving" originally appeared in the print journal The Manzanita Quarterly (now defunct) way back in 2002:

 
Leaving

The storms would come on summer nights and rain
fell on the roof quiet at first then strong
the bedroom window open and the train
would sound as it passed through the dark
                                                                    the long
trip to Detroit
                        but then the thunder filled
the world and there was nothing else except
the light which came seconds before and willed
the sound
                 I wonder how I ever slept
the wind and branches hitting glass and wood
stray drops came through the screen and fell on my
face cool in the hot air but I would wake
and hear the thunder far away and could
count seconds after flashes came and try
to guess the distance how long it would take

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