04 December 2016

Having Seen the Other Side


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Each hug lingers longer softer as warm
gentle down along arms and shoulder wings
enfold dear, each to each, rib cage to neck
and ear to ear, cold cheeks and hands and lips
alert to heat and morphing form as we
memorize precious friends and hope to keep
impressions, impress spirit and linger.

Nothing is new, of course, but sensation
of fragility, of what could be harmed
in changing climate of floods and wild fires
that enter our neighborhoods. We stand
silently in this noise, our eyes meeting
to say I-am-here. I see-you. I-want-
tomorrow-too.  Each hug lingers longer.





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© 2016 Susan L. Chast



7 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"I am here. I see you. I want tomorrow too." That simply and sweetly and heartbreakingly says it all, especially right now when our tomorrows are question marks and we proceed on faith alone.

soulsmusic said...

Incredible and beautiful in its sensation of intimacy.

Elizabeth

kaykuala said...

Each hug lingers longer softer as warm
gentle down along arms and shoulder wings

It invariably will have such consequences. Hugs among loved ones will always linger on. There is a feeling of two wanting to be one!

Hank

annell said...

Lovely, lovely, too.

Martin Kloess said...

Enticingly beautiful

Truedessa said...

The opening verse is wonderful! You have captured beauty in appreciating what you have in the moment. As tomorrow is fragile as we know not what it will bring. To linger in the moments of togetherness.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

A very subtle poem ....loved the line---We stand
silently in this noise, our eyes meeting
to say I-am-here. I see-you. I-want-
tomorrow-too. Each hug lingers longer...