Untitled Poems

Untitled Poems

Editor's Note: The following three poems, all untitled, are separated by dashes.

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Here,
and nowhere else.

Right here,
soaking in
the dripping trees,
the embracing forest

and not on
the tilt-a-whirl
in my mind.

How can I be
more here
when I am
already here

and nowhere else.

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The mountains
wrap their
ravine-arms

around the trees
that wrap their
branch-arms

around the space
that offers 

air

for me to breathe.

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I am not
from
anywhere

like most folks
are.

Drenched in
a place,
tasting like

shared memories
and
an ounce
of knowing.

I’m from elsewhere
and call everywhere
my home.

Right now
I live
on this porch /

in this rain.

Author: Joanie Terrizzi

Photo: Artem Sapegin on Unsplash