Is there time enough

for endless love?

I wonder in the dark.

And I wonder that the dark

was once mother of my fears

held at bay by too bright nightlights.

Because tonight, without light,

she breathes warm in the darkness

and my breath answers, endless

as the dark. Endless as my love

which wants nothing but more time

next to her in the dark.

___

Mark J. Mitchell studied writing at UC Santa Cruz under Raymond Carver, George Hitchcock, and Barbara Hull. His work has appeared in various periodicals over the last thirty-five years, as well as the anthologies Good Poems, American Places, Hunger Enough, and Line Drives. His chapbook, Three Visitors, will be published by Negative Capability Press later this year and his novels, The Magic War and Knight Prisoner will be published in the coming months. He lives in San Francisco with his wife, the documentarian and film maker Joan Juster. Currently he’s seeking gainful employment since poets are born and not paid.

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Thursday, March 29th, 2012 11:30 am
Categories: Issue 5.4, Poetry