Forbearance
A poem by Fay L. Loomis

Forbearance

nebulous light filters
through jet branches
this drear first day

majestic golden tapers
flames lick upward
illuminate breakfast table

shadow wrangles my gut
stroke, two heart attacks
limitations snug me tight

fade into a wily mix:
meditation, books, movies,
conversation, exercise

anger’s gorge loosens
still the monster lingers
torments

hard nob of speculation
probes me: what will
this new year offer

monastery abbot
long past, suggests
cultivate forbearance

About the Author:

Fay L. Loomis, member of the Stone Ridge Library Writers and Rats Ass Review Workshop, lives a quiet life in upstate New York. Her most recent pieces appear in Herbs & Spices Anthology (Highland Park Poetry), As It Ought To Be Magazine, Down in the Dirt, Five Fleas, W-Poesis, Spillwords, and Best of Mad Swirl 2022.

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