Making A New Piece.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

somehow
separation is painful
but it is a necessity
and soon you learn to live
with something new
the one you meet
and becomes more interesting
than the one that
you have to forget....

too, an art, cutting pieces,
and letting them go
into the air into the floor
into the river

i am not that kind
to pick up the pieces and make
another mosaic again
like a window in the old
cathedral

i like the new cloth
a new thread
a new needle, my old hands
carefully
cutting a design
making a new piece
for my own
delight....