Poem by R.M. Dolin, April 10, 2024
I Came to Paris
After things blew up,
I vowed to never again visit Paris,
but then I did, needing
to painfully wander memory-laced
boulevards one last time.
To coldly cross cobblestones
that no longer support me,
yet somehow settle my soul
and draw me toward believing
I must return.
It’s hard to explain how
the end of love
can be so sad,
while simultaneously leaving me
unwilling to accept sadness
as its outcome.
How can I
after allowing me
to experience the profoundness of life
in ways never before lived.
I came to Paris
to say goodbye
to you and the life
God had perfected.
And while I leave
under the banner of acceptance,
my heart tears in turmoil.
Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Kyle’s poem that needs no explanation….
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