Northwest Now Poem by Susan Lacovara

I will tuck myself in
Earlier tonight than most night owls
Bed down in the bravery of being alone
Pretending I have courage unspent
And tomorrow the compass point
Turns me around again

Hard to look to my true North
Knowing you reside Northwest
For now....

And when the whistle thru trees takes you
Further down the stream, over another ridge
Will there be room for my perfume to linger
By the birch branches or brambled woodlands

There is but one moon tonight, as always
So much sky we should have charted
The dipping stars, like diamond tears
Write your name into the night

Northwest is nowhere, now, for me
Just a mapped out version of yesterday
As you make hasty travel towards tomorrow