Seeing
You, Briefly
In this city of rivers
and bridges
always looping back on
itself,
I no longer
know
how to measure
distance.
You flitted onto the
screen,
hands on hips,
before fading off
again.
I would bring you
nearer,
whisper into your
ear
if only to whisper into
your ear.
So short, our passing
lives,
too short for
words
not to be
spoken.
There is ice on the roads
today
and night
awaits.
Distance tugs at my
sleeve.
- David Ades 2013
David
Adès
is an Australian poet currently living in Pittsburgh. His poems have appeared
widely and are forthcoming in Australian and American literary publications
including 5 AM, Bewildering Stories,
Cordite Poetry Review, San Pedro River Review, Red River Review, Illya’s Honey,
Rune Literary Magazine, Poetica, Pittsburgh Post Gazette, The Fourth River
and Spiritus.
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