by Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D.
I have not seen the plays in town
only computer printouts
I have not read the latest books
only the Wall Street Journal
I have not heard birds sing this year
only the ringing of phones
I have not taken a walk anywhere
but from the parking lot to my office
I have not shared a feeling in years
but my thoughts are known to all
I have not listened to my own needs
but what I want I get
I have not shed a tear in ages
I have arrived
is this where I was going?
This poem was written a quarter of a century ago when I was working fulltime. By last year I felt I had arrived with my husband, living in a retirement community, having nothing left undone or unsaid. Four months ago, my husband died and I’m back in the wilderness trying to morph myself into a single person with no destination in sight.
Published Books of Poetry by Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D.
Natasha's Words for Families
Is This Where I Was Going?: Verses for Women in the Midst of Life
In a Nutshell: Feminine-Feminist Verse
Natasha's Words for Lovers
A Hundred Scoops of Ice Cream
Over the hill-- and loving the view: Poems to celebrate growing older
Natasha's Words for Families
Is This Where I Was Going?: Verses for Women in the Midst of Life
In a Nutshell: Feminine-Feminist Verse
Natasha's Words for Lovers
A Hundred Scoops of Ice Cream
Over the hill-- and loving the view: Poems to celebrate growing older
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