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I’ve Always Gone With You Before
The fact is real,
You’re leaving soon,
to one more place of beauty,
Where Man attempts to preserve anew
what’s left of Nature’s glory.
I suddenly find that your leaving
now,
has somehow shaken loose,
those multitude of memories
of all our moves together,
Engraved upon those pages turned
into what is past.
I feel again the nostalgia
of what it once was like
To pick up home and children
and venture forth like pioneers,
To some new unseen land.
We shared the pain together
of leaving friends behind.
Yet felt the thrill of newness of
all that lay ahead.
And of the many people we’d yet
to meet as friends.
The fact is real.
You’re leaving soon---alone.
I know so well down deep inside,
That that’s the only way it can be.
Our paths have long since
gone their separate journeys.
And yet those feelings rise again.
With all the attendant longings,
To share with you this newest place
and all it has to offer.
The tears and hurt that fill me now,
Come only to remind me,
They’re only there because I know---
I’ve always gone with you before.
Charlotte
Schmidt
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Middle Falls Sonnet
Sodden leaves reveal the
spring; and I haven’t
had a word in weeks. I
drive to McCloud Falls.
Water flashes
everywhere, the world is a marsh:
where before lay
snow; now sky in mirror-shards.
Penitents in coats
witness the lower falls’ veils;
their laughter, their
handsome families; I desire
an instant for myself.
Where snow and shadow
ward them back, I wade
in. Mine’s a pilgrimage.
I battle drifts a mile, more; a lost elk, a winter
raven. Why am I so
compelled? To what vain end
do I hope to
genuflect in wet jeans? My numb mind
wanders: will I have any words to write poetry
this summer? Can
I bear it any longer? I lift my head:
between pines, God
has done something up ahead.
Tony D’Souza
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