Poems January 2011
Farewell
Awakening alone,
Proceeding on my own
To negotiate the day
As I’d done too long to say—
Now that I had a lover
That life of mine was over.
My next would be with her,
And doubtless happier—
Though fondness, truth to tell,
Inflected my farewell
To the solitude that I
Had been companioned by.
New to The New Criterion?
Subscribe for one year to receive ten print issues, and gain immediate access to our online archive spanning more than four decades of art and cultural criticism.
Subscribe
This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume 29 Number 5, on page 35
Copyright © 2023 The New Criterion | www.newcriterion.com
https://newcriterion.com/issues/2011/1/farewell