Always remember:
not many can transcend words
but love remains one
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Always remember:
not many can transcend words
but love remains one
It was large and hefty in my hand.
Glossy and black, more shell than screen, it felt
solid in my palm.
…
So many poems I’ve written!
Would that I could tell you what they mean!
January 10, 2026
Still, I try to hand you a little piece of me every day:
a single grape pulled from a vine of many.
“If you always do what you’ve always done,
you’ll always get what you’ve always got.”
I remember hearing this from a woman
whose face and name I’ve long forgotten,
sitting a few seats away from myself
in our little circle…
The year grows tiny:
Regrettably not the last
Time I close my eyes
I wake late to find him gone again
Boots gone with him, but favourite things remaining
I love this name of mine,
This name of no other;
This name I can’t — won’t! — kill
Just to satisfy…
You, far away,
have uncurled your fist for the gentle one
who travels so far,
day after day,
to climb into your palm.
I searched under dead leaves
Then in snowbanks
Then in the muddy farmers’ fields
Slick with damp autumn rain
I searched under my shared bed
Then on the highest bookshelves
…