Issue 12 | Winter 2013

Love Poem Ending with a Phrase from Stern

Waiting on the porch for my wife
to join me for a movie and dinner,

I wonder about the life
I might have lived if I hadn’t stopped

into the candy store I was passing
that night forty-five years ago

and continued down Falls Street
into some different life my imagination is trying

hard to follow through the maze of streets
and years when Rita steps out the door

smiling and walks beside me to the car,
goosing me, earthy as she is, into a laugh,

into the closeness of hands and eyes,
into my one, lucky life.


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