HALLOWED PLACES

 

A streetcorner

An intersection

The drive up a hill

 

Places halo’d

By those who lingered there

Sharing time with me

Words, lives, coffee

 

Precious then

Aware, now

 

Too late for a good “Bye”

Last conversations lost

Clumsy talk

Nowhere near the mark

So undone

Would I want to say, “It’s done?”

 

I grieve --

And attend

Wait for it . . . more

 

DRK

7/19/24