Travels

by

Howard Good

 

 

Sleep, wake, sleep naked in my arms,
a foreign sky through the window,
and the sheets rumpled and damp.
Like a shabby spy on a dubious mission,
I climbed your stairs,
returning smelling of muscatel
and with useless secrets clinging to me.
Someday I'll remember this, as it was
or as I wanted it to be, the long afterglow
followed by gray dawn and your face
coming toward me in the gloom for a kiss.

 

 

Howard Good, a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz is the author of the poetry chapbook, Death of the Frog Prince (FootHills Publishing, 2004). His poems have appeared in numerous journals and e-zines, including 2River View, Lily, Conspire, Plum Poetry Review, and Rose & Thorn.

 

 

 

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