POEM 5
- JANE CLIFTON
- May 3, 2020
- 1 min read
May 1st
HOW
I see my light
come shining
any day way now
we shall be released
to face the choice
of how to step outside
how to go forth
with all that insight
that we gained in chains
inside
buried alive
within our homes
how we managed
what we did
without
what we found
we did not need
and I am shaking
with the choice
how will we pass
each other
on the street
how near how far
and how discrete
how will we meet
how greet
the kiss on cheek
the shaken hand
the hug
the high 5
unmasked and ungloved
at closer than 5 feet
it feels
exciting
but there will be caution
where there never was before
a new sisterhood of man
a new hands-off
social etiquette distortion
that will override metoo
touch everything
that touches me
and
touches you.
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Hey Jane good morning/ evening --morning here evening for you. You really had the word play word association part of your brain firing on all cylinders with this one. Hate to compare because everything you write is so original ,but I kind of got a Subterranean Homesick Blues feeling about this one. You wrote in the address book that you have a photographic memory and it comes out so much in your poetry, being able to pick all of these little tidbits from that little repository in your brain and put them all together. You deserve a wink and Nod and a well-done.😉👍