Poem: unarrived

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My latest five-line original poem, inspired by the book I reviewed yesterday on the blog, No Land To Light On, and its use of the word “unarrived.”

Also, check out this song I listened to while writing this poem:

“it’s easy to forget where you came from if there’s no question of your return.”


we lived in a state of unarrived;
unmoored, we floated on moonlight
as the dust of the dying do: all at once,
and going nowhere until we’re there,
subsumed into the miasma of arrived.

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