Is this
All there is:
This
Intermittent
Yearning
Longing
Hiraeth..
A la
Recherche..
And medical
Mistakes and
Wrangles..
Yes, sometimes..
Let it out,
Like in this
Poem.
……………………………………..
BUT
There ARE:
Courses and books
Friends
Music
Espresso;
Autumn
Sunlight
Streaming
Tentatively
Through the
Window of the
(half)
Illuminated
Cafe
………………………….
And the
GNAWING
Anxiety:
That too
Can be
Managed…
Carpe diem
Seize the
Epiphanies….
Thank you, Steve, for the lovely poem — and for the new word “hiraeth.” Now I feel a bit melancholy, but that’s not a bad feeling. Much love, Merry
Nice to see your poems are back! I liked ‘the (half) illuminated cafe’ – makes me think of autumn and how the light outside changed so quickly in the last two weeks.
Thanks Klara, Merry and Gill. Love Steve