At Summer’s End by Alexandra Ernst
In the ocean of eyes,
yours like a late summer pond,
sunlight and darkness uniting,
take me by surprise.
How did I live
not even knowing
that I was waiting for you,
not knowing that
your slow-burning embers
next to me,
to me trembling
to be with you,
could make for such longing,
such whole-hearted delight?
For the world changes
with touches of beauty
and the opening of feeling.
Mystery in the brightness
is my undoing, and doing
is love without knowing.
Can we meet somewhere
to hold together the wind?
Can we follow each other’s footsteps
to the center of our dreams?
Would you see me as I am?
My poetry has appeared in various literary journals including IO MAGAZINE, THE MINETTA REVIEW, THE ANTHOLOGY OF NEW ENGLAND WRITERS and, most recently, in the May/June issue 2008 issue of ALL THINGS GIRL. Though I have lived in Paris for the past 18 years, I spend each summer hiking with my husband and two small children in the Adirondacks and in my home state of Vermont.
