Susquehanna

Those many dark nights in our wedding house.
Hundreds of them—like fireflies—
above the quiet road till dawn,
and still I can’t remember even
one of the naked trips he made downstairs
to bring me back a glass of water:
aged, sagging, fly-footed one.
Then the dog would sneak into our room
and groan and settle his bones down
on the wood floor, heavily.

I knew we were all going to die
but not then, and not right away;
because in those days
there were more days to come.
I thought I could not
run out of them.

— Liz RosenbergĀ 

2 Comments on “Susquehanna”

  1. Jasmin

    Hi, I love your blog! Please start blogging again!!!! You have like the best poetry blog ever!!! Such a pity that I only discovered it now!

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