Poem of the Day. Agneta Falk
di
Redazione Italia, June 07, 2016
Redazione Italia, June 07, 2016
HOMECOMING
I hear you
walking up the steps
your bag hitting the metal railing
the key
searching for the lock in the door
you’re home, and the house is
warm again.
walking up the steps
your bag hitting the metal railing
the key
searching for the lock in the door
you’re home, and the house is
warm again.
Some days I
don’t hear you at all
you just appear as from nowhere
the
black hat obscuring your eyes
& it’s time to turn the
heating on.
don’t hear you at all
you just appear as from nowhere
the
black hat obscuring your eyes
& it’s time to turn the
heating on.
Either way
there’s no distance
between you coming and going
& if
there’s a draught in my feelings
it’s because I left the door
open all day.
there’s no distance
between you coming and going
& if
there’s a draught in my feelings
it’s because I left the door
open all day.
Agneta
Falk
Falk
