JOURNEY’S END, a poem

          I took the pen

          she gave me

          to write without

          looking back

          become the writer

          not the reciter

          I stand on the

          shore of the Styx

          to paddle without

          looking back;

          become the ferryman

          and the ferried

          I weigh the balance

          of unworthy debt

          no obolus beneath

          my tongue;

          become the creator

          of my golden bough

          (Oct. 10, 2017. This poem was written six years ago by the protagonist in my novel, THE ABSCONDER. It was inspired by a woman he loved, but was forced to abandon to escape the possibility of being returned to prison. In his new life he became a noted poet.)

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