poet Naomi Shihab Nye

Naomi Shihab Nye

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San Antonio

Tonight I lingered over your name,
the delicate assembly of vowels
a voice inside my head.
You were sleeping when I arrived.
I stood by your bed
and watched the sheets rise gently.
I knew what slant of light
would make you turn over.
It was then I felt
the highways slide out of my hands.
I remembered the old men
in the west side café,
dealing dominoes like magical charms.
It was then I knew,
like a woman looking backward,
I could not leave you,
or find anyone I loved more

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 4, 2012

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  • Gene KiniskeyGene Kiniskey (7/2/2016 2:10:00 AM)

    Nice poem do you live in San Antonio so do I please read my poems

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