Long goodbye by L.D'Arcy Blackwell
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Part of me came to the sea, the partÂ
that reaches for you, an azure that peeksÂ
from behind more cloud than sky.
I turned when I felt the chill of your voiceÂ
on the back of my neck, the rush of salt sweptÂ
from my cheek back to the ocean, your home.
Grit of sand between my toes, scrubby moss on crag:
I know you when I feel you—abrasive, eternal
beyond sense, beyond action, beyondÂ
a smudge—not of sage but of time,
the smoke of you curls up, away,
and I—frantic to catch, to hold, to keep—
I turn to the seaÂ
where you’ve already gone
without me.
L. D'Arcy Blackwell is a queer poet who lives in her hometown of St. Louis, MO. Her work has been published in Winnow Literary, 7th-Circle Pyrite, The Writer’s Workout, and others. She finds meaning in connecting people and fostering community, whether through poetry, conversation, or in her work as a fitness professional. She is mother to feisty, thoughtful humans and feistier, less thoughtful cats.
