Window

WINDOW

For years
I shut my bedroom
window to sleep so the percussion
of the city did not fetter my
descent
not penetrate my dreamy
slump with rev of
engine, shouted
goodbyes, dumpster lid
banging shut

Now
with more days done
than coming, I throw the window
wide so the noisy slurry
does not
pass me by

* * *

~Kim Goldberg

About Kim Goldberg

Kim Goldberg is an award-winning poet and journalist and the author of 7 books. Latest titles: UNDETECTABLE (her Hep C journey in haibun), RED ZONE (poems of homelessness) and RIDE BACKWARDS ON DRAGON: a poet's journey through Liuhebafa. She lives in Nanaimo, BC. Contact: goldberg@ncf.ca
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One Response to Window

  1. Indeed. Thanks for sharing, Kim.

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