I wrapped some clothes and my favorite toys
in a bath towel and walked straight forward.
I didn’t get far when my older brother caught me
and cautioned, “You’d better come home – or else.”
Nineteen, I ran away to marry
the wrong man for the right reason. Love
always lives in the moment, never the future
where trouble so often resides.
The third time, I left my husband, our house,
three boats and two cars, taking my striped
cat, books, and some savings bonds. Like
the fool in the Major Arcana of the Tarot,
I had no idea where I was going. Young,
rather stupid about life, I fell
many times on my journey.
Far away and long ago is how it seems.
Still the longing listens…
Barbara Alfaro is the recipient of a Maryland State Arts Council Individual Artist Award in Playwriting and winner of the IndieReader Discovery Award for Best Memoir for Mirror Talk. Her poems have appeared in various journals including Poet Lore, Variant Literature and Voices de la Luna. Her poetry collection Catbird is published by Finishing Line Press. Visit www.barbara-alfaro.blogspot.com