Today's poem is by Molly Tenenbaum

To My New Life

I've been in you
a while now so
maybe you're not new

or new as each moment
ho hum ta-da
is always new

I've tumbled in storms
of impending you
flamed in flushes

afraid of you all
of a sudden nostalgic for you
the squirrel-tree window

where first I knew you
no cell the same
as any seven years ago

so maybe I never
became you

though I did
feel all new
about two years ago

in the green dress with white dots

Copyright © 2004 Molly Tenenbaum All rights reserved
from Old Voile
New Michigan Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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