Tag: Quiet Survival

Recurring Dream 101I askthe dream again—where did I lose her?Was it in the gestures of departurecreased with our knowings?—The red scarf she removes before our boarding—just after the breeze passes through us—a quick and unspoken thing-that doesn’t linger—the scarf she folds precisely, carefullyand places inside her blue windbreaker pocketlined with the warmththat shields her from…