there are were
distances
miles years
stretched between
where I stand
and you
other writing
my new website address
You cannot access with google yet (it’s still too new, I’m told) but you can by going directing to the link
where one goes
where one goes
is often a culmination
of where one’s been
another day, another year, without you: for my mother
cooking fra diavolo sauce
with linguine
in your honor
on this day
that passes
once again
without you
with a nod to Luis Lorente
what do they want
these dead
huddled along the walls
whispering in corners
eyes that plead
for some kind of resolution
leaving the regret
the remorse
heavy in the air
whiskey river
could swallow
whiskey river
trying to forget
the memory
of you
another realization at five o’clock in the morning
oft times
the most difficult decisions
are the easiest
to follow
from a line by Saigyo: what one leaves behind
everything
that came before
that has no value
farther on
down the road
from a line by Liu Yung
if giving love
is taking pain
then I swallow
all the pain
in your heart
my old home
there
where the ice cream parlour
once stood
an army recruiting office
Kesselman’s gone
where my mother shopped
for jewelry
the bank on the corner
where Maryanne worked
a discount clothing store
the hardware store
both Johnny and I
drove delivery trucks for
now Wicker Heaven
gone Atlantic Avenue Deli
the Arcade Movie Theatre
Woolworth’s Five & Dime
just that wind
that blows down every street
in every town
as strong as ever
in my old home
Leonard Durso 