For Barrie
just now, barrie asking personally
speak to me.
goodbye, hello
to H with it
(the wise say let go)
streets walked 22 years ago, same place, always.
won’t pretend
attend
who among us will make of this space
anything more wonderful
god willing.
all day the cold lovely November winds blow
down the Coast, cold & bright
the whistling ducks lift in the waves of a real ocean.
come home dear heart.
no need to hurry: the drift & currents move us
sweet they swirl.
the soft embrace of these words— their touch secures
destination.
you are here & here.
you are it
& it is
you.
here.
*
keeping your promise to the last word
there is one
a last word
breath
a last
laugh. gazing out & dreaming a passage.
no end
the pen in your hand,
the pending sentence
the long line, life to the end of it
life lines. read me your reason.
parallel
