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Reading Love Poems I Wrote to You

I was happy then.
I am even happy now.
To remember those nights and mornings
I woke up, went to bed, capable
of such feeling.
It was not just you. I’m afraid
that I fabricated your light mood
flowing over the telephone,
throwing your hands in the air
without you truly.
Let this be the stanza
I allow myself love.
Not expecting an answer
but to have said the thing anyway.
This poem appeared in Brooklyn Rail, February 2025.

10.09.2026

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