A NEW ALPHABET from James Goertel’s bi-weekly poetry feature, Under the Same Moon, walks along with a girl along a desert road.
A NEW ALPHABET
The girl waited an eternity
On the side of a desert road.
The longest day, the day that ended with a kiss
And all was forgotten in an instant;
The allegiances to still-born landscapes, self-indulgent poetry,
The now dead-to-her friends in a rear-view mirror,
No sun at their backs, no sun on their faces.
At last, the girl, without direction, with no need for the North Star,
Eyes filling with black clouds, rain not tears running down red cheeks,
A new alphabet in hand, a lame falcon leading the way,
Moving beyond herself there on the side of a desert road.