This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark
reminds me of all
that can happen to harm.
I'm going home:
in the blood in the bone over coffee ... a promise
grows richer;
the fog,. shifting, salty, thin,. comes closing in. ...
something survived
without shame,
lingered for hours.
Last night I awoke,
knew
That I should say goodbye now
To these verses. That's how it always goes
After a few years. They have to get out.
I think of the path
Veering and halting;
of the shapes hands make ...
Source text for Cento from The Poetry Foundation:
Good-bye, and Keep Cold by Robert Frost
Good-Bye by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Movement Song by Audre Lorde
The Moose by Elizabeth Bishop : Poem Guide
The Whitsun Weddings by Philip Larkin : Poem Guide
The Fall of 1992 by Randall Mann
Eight Variations by Weldon Kees
Free Verses by Sarah Kirsch
Five Accounts of a Monogamous Man by William Meredith
