My body is not waning
From my fingers to my arms to my face, I see myself as clearly as I ever have
My knees do not buckle beneath my draining corpse
I do not tremble
I wanted a better life
Allow me to stay moments longer
Why do you sweep me away like the tide?
Like I am from a nightmare
Like I am the dew in the morning sun
I wanted a better life
Will you forget me forever?
And will my ashes be but a summary?
How low has your patience run, arbiter of my end
The last of my mind burns
I wanted a better life
I breathe in; the last time is soon
One day I will fly away even from where I culminate
I could never have been anyone else
I never lived in this world
I wanted a better life
I return to below and above
I wanted a better life
8/26/2025 WANING
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2 responses to “8/26/2025 WANING”
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Anne Russell,
I don’t know if you will remember me or not, but I have watched you grow up from a distance in Orange Beach. Your dad shared your poems with me, I hope that is ok. Not sure if he did that because my daughter writes poetry as well but I am grateful that he did. I enjoyed reading them — the way you write is emotive. I love your use of imagery and the detail. I hope things are going well for you. If I can ever be of service to you, please let me know. Once again, tell your Dad thanks for sharing. If writing makes you feel good, please continue to do it! Oh yeah, do you take the pictures as well?-
Thank you so much for your kind words, your support means a lot to me! I do take the photos myself!
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