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[poem-today]

A poem by Kim Moore

In That Year

And in that year my body was a pillar of smoke and even his hands could not hold me.

And in that year my mind was an empty table and he laid his thoughts down like dishes of plenty.

And in that year my heart was the old monument, the folly, and no use could be found for it.

And in that year my tongue spoke the language of insects and not even my father knew me.

And in that year I waited for the horses but they only shifted their feet in the darkness.

And in that year I imagined a vain thing; I believed that the world would come for me.

And in that year I gave up on all the things I was promised and left myself to sadness.

And then that year lay down like a path and I walked it, I walked it, I walk it.

Kim Moore

More poems by Kim Moore are available in the Versopolis Poetry site.

More information on Kim Moore’s poems are available through her website.

Image: Dark Horses by Carol Walker.