Linda Pastan

(1932 - / New York / United States)

Traveling Light - Poem by Linda Pastan

I am only leaving you
for a handful of days
but it feels as thought
i will be gone forever
the way the door closes
behind me with such solidity
the way my suitcase
carries everything
i'd need for an eternity
of traveling light
i have left my hotel number
on your desk, instructions
about the dog
and heating dinner. but
like the weather front
they warn is on its way
with its switchblades
of wind and ice
our lives have minds
of their own


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 7, 2014


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