Monday, June 21, 2021

New Poetry by Mark Danowsky










Lucky 

If I was a woman 
I likely would have died 
In the same situation
I lucked through 

Broken eggshells
Carefully swept aside 

I tried protector 

Up latest 
Awake first 

Staying up with our dog 

The cat making do
With attitude 

I played every role I could 
Never well enough

My own frailties 
Shining through  

You knew them all 
& pushed each button 

Breaking them down 
Stuck in 

You went 
I stayed behind 
Then traveled back to 

Amazing— 
Then tragic

We could not help 
Ourselves apart 

On your open porch 
In view of the elements
& sometimes strangers 
We would laugh together

Damn
What insisted—
Take it all away?

All that anger turned inward
Stole our future 

I did it wrong, you know 

I told you I would save you 
When I could not


- © Mark Danowsky 2021


Mark Danowsky is Editor-in-Chief of ONE ART: a journal of poetry and Senior Editor for Schuylkill Valley Journal. He is author of the poetry collection As Falls Trees (NightBallet Press). His work has appeared in Bird Watcher’s Digest, Cleaver Magazine, Gargoyle, The Healing Muse, and elsewhere. 



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