Lisa Zaran

Rookie (September 26,1969 / Los Angeles, California)

Go On - Poem by Lisa Zaran

Born woman. Go on.
It's farther than it seems,
but okay.

Credit card's been stolen.
Go on.

Above all, remember,
whenever you cry,
husbands roll their eyes,

and children worry.

Go on.

The father that was yours
gets killed by a lung disease.

He loved you, at least you think so.
Go on.

Drink, smoke, do drugs.

Go on.

Drag your crippled bones
to work. Hate your boss
behind her back. Smile

to her face. Go on.

Eat. Don't eat. Get fat.
Get skinny. Go on.

Time fragments.
Space fractures.
Lives intersect.
Wombs bloom

with new life. Go on.
Wait.

Hold on.


Comments about Go On by Lisa Zaran

  • Brian Dorn (4/27/2007 10:34:00 PM)


    This poem makes a powerful statement... great ending, Lisa. Well done!
    Brian
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 19, 2011


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