Advent poems 8: On Seventh Avenue South, by Malena Mörling

On Seventh Avenue South

 

Walk more slowly now.
You will never again step past
the boy who has just reached 51,000,094,246.
He can never stop counting.
You will never again be
whoever you were just then
as that moment passed.
Walk more slowly.
The wind leans on each blade of grass
at once in the garden.
At the back of the building the fire
escape is still climbing.
Pigeons the color of the pavement
fly in and out of windows.
Once there were curtains
on a day like this lifting the sunlight.
Walk slowly now.
It doesn’t matter if you miss
the train, it doesn’t matter
if you miss all the trains.

 

Malena Mörling

1 Comment

  1. What a wonderful poem and an introduction to a poet I had never before read. Thanks, Anthony. Those is such a great series…something I anticipate very day of Advent

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