Donna Ialongo


I Have Found It* - Poem by Donna Ialongo

i have found it. walking through the quiet
door of your eyes, i have found it. it was
perched on a waxy lily and slid to the
spear stems screaming alleluia. i
easily found it in the popcorned face of
a dribbling child. and in
a despised tree split eagerly in two by
the lusting hands of lightning. I found
it here, too, deep, deep in the living
sap. i found it in the sobbing fates and
this was hard. and there, hidden, it was
in the degenerate drunk promising his
repentence to oblivion. it was in the
tomb as the worms gave the mangled loves,
the fast lost hopes, and shared secrets of a
body back into the patient soil. it has
all been so obvious in the touch of every
blown dandelion and the kiss of every
brown eye

(April 18,1965)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 15, 2006


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