Tag: loss


Whirling

Trees, sunlight, and shadow in Habdur

"the way he cries out for the majesty
he's lost,
give me that longing!"

—Rumi, "Hangover Remorse"

I don't know
if Rumi was bipolar
but I know he whirled,
students scrambling
to write down the poems
he spontaneously spoke
about pain and loss
and the beauty
all around
before he …
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The Last Bigfoot

raspberry patch
On Sundays, the last Bigfoot
leaves his mournful burrow,
secret life expanding
in Sunday's quiet
to invite footsteps
through the daylight,
across the small world,
and into the raspberry patch.

As Bigfoot plucks the berries
—ripe today, spoiled tomorrow—
the loss of the old Bigfoot gangs moves
not further into …
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Realization as I wash my feet

If I ended up
spending
the rest of my life
like this—
making more space
for you

in my heart,
in the moments
spent
with my breakfast,
with the dishes,
with the music,
with my feet,

—and I died
and you never did come back,

that would be
a full …
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Conspiracy

Here in the place you left, I stay
vigilant through the days of your absence
and begin to notice
a pattern: slight but unmistakable
suggestions, unlikely coincidences
among the day's arrangement of smiles,
daylight, flashes of delight.
Here in the place you left
longing, a conspiracy vast
beyond imagining takes …
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Reunion

To greet you
in our reunion
I'd been saving
a moment
over a slow cup of tea,
but I gave it
to the cooling evening
before last.

The footsteps I'd take
when I saw you
at the fence, kissing
the ground with my toes,
not wanting to disturb
the moment …
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