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Linda Umans

 
 

Ghazal without you

 
 
The deer, the dying breath, the winter recall of the heart.
First ghazal without you, colossal freefall of the heart.
 
For a while the yowl of grief was silenced in the ice.
The poem writes itself, the bouncing ball of the heart.
 
I’ve lived so many loves, not all human I’ll admit.
I still look for flowers in every squall of the heart.
 
Through exhaustion, lost hope, open to surprise.
I learned no such thing as protocol of the heart.
 
O, mist of sadness, time that passed! What of new beginnings?
Lin invites you to her crowded exhibit hall of the heart.

About Linda Umans

Linda Umans taught for many years in the public schools of New York City where she lives, studies, writes. Recent publications include poems in Composite {Arts Magazine}, DIALOGIST, Carbon Culture Review, The Maine Review, LIGHT - A Journal of Photography and Poetry, Gris-Gris, The Ghazal Page, The Broadkill Review, 2 Bridges Review, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, and pieces in Mr. Beller’s Neighborhood. She can be found on Twitter as linhelen@SednaLin.
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