Longing and satisfaction–two emotions constantly in flux in our souls and beautifully evoked in our five favorite Poems of the Week from this past year. They tell of longing for lost things, for the joy of youth, for an absent parent; they reveal the satisfaction of seizing what we hunger for, the fulfillment of coming home to true love after desiring a stranger. All of them stir our yearnings and delight.
The woman in front of me was an epic series of curves.
I eat what’s in front of me, as all great men do.
Day or night I lost in a cellar to dark.
Whatever I feel my mother longs for from the grave.
I bow to the pale moon now, askew in the sky.