Jonathan Galassi

(1946 / Seattle, Washington)

North Of Childhood - Poem by Jonathan Galassi

FOR B.

Somewhere ahead I see you
watching something out your window,
what I don’t know. You’re tall,
not on your tiptoes, green,
no longer yellow,
no longer little, little one,
but the changeless changing
seasons are still with us.
Summer’s back,
so beautiful it always reeks of ending,
and now its breeze is stirring
in your room commanding the lawn,
trying to wake you to say the day is wasting,
but you’re north of childhood now and out of here,
and I’ve gone south.


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  • (1/11/2012 3:28:00 AM)


    so beautiful it always reeks of ending - a touching piece of poetry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 11, 2012



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