Bio Note: After 30 years as editor and writer for several scholarly and trade publications, I drove a school bus for several years teaching high schoolers how to respond when an adult says good morning and first graders that it’s probably best they not lick the seat in front of them. Several poems have won awards from the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets and the Oregon Poetry Association. My collection The Sacred Monotony of Breath (2015) received an Edna Meudt Poetry Book Award from the Council for Wisconsin Writers.
Two lovers lie in bed, air thin between them, ceiling a black cloud absorbing their dreams. Their hands touch, incidental contact, and in silence they begin their climb to gain a view, see where they have been where they might yet go. Over there, one says, no, over there, the other responds, but neither sees what the other sees. The cynic says, see, there is no there there, only breath at whose peaks and valleys we die and are resurrected again. Ah, but these old lovers know better, eyes closed now to open the view, calling without you I never would have gone there.
Winner of Peninsula Plus Hal Prize, 2014
Haiku Plus—A Love Poem
I lie on the lounge rocking chair clicks next to me like a clock ticking syllables be damned the pen demands one more stroke to fill the chair where my love sits and my life opens-- the inscrutable smile eyes dancing beneath veiled lids to measures spent and left our pendulum in our time forty-five years and counting up never down
©2023 Robert Nordstorm
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