Voices on the Wind Voices from Home
On the Road by Susan Stevens What comes is not to be avoided What goes is not to be followed Master Daibai That's the trouble with love. People think it involves rights. Philip Wylie, Tomorrow! You will still see the sky in common—companionate— belt of Orion gibbous moon quavering stars you can't go too far for me to keep loving the roomy expanse between us. I adore a good oxymoron, like bittersweet or loathsome charm or Shakespeare's “heavy lightness.” Neither will I look for you nor you present yourself. Keep going. I won't see you anytime soon. Or at all.