This entry is part 19 of 27 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Autumn 2014


Miserable when I do not spend,
miserable when I do—

Worried when I cannot give,
worried when I do—

Anxious when I give my word,
anxious when I can’t—

Surely there are
other countries tucked
between these promontories

of two, where the light need not
go dark when it is dark—


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