r.kv.r.y. quarterly literary journal
winter 2007 poetry


by
dee shapiro
My New Life


My new life fills my head
Every moment it tells me
I will be fine

Pulled through the past
and through each day
what do I want to remember
when memory fails?

These few things:

impending darkness
repelled by an evening clearly lit
by lamplight

a conversation connubial
with the promise of passion

waking
to a cool morning
after a heat wave