Saying Goodbye

A new poem

A New Poem: Exploring the Depths of Farewell

Dear Readers,

This week, I'm sharing a new poem that examines the complex emotions of saying goodbye. As we navigate life's transitions, farewells become an inevitable part of our journey. In "Saying Goodbye," I've attempted to capture the weight of unspoken words, the void left by absence, and the bittersweet nature of memories that linger.

Words unspoken hang in the air
between us, heavy with regret.
Your absence, a void I cannot fill
with mere memories or wishful thinking.
I carry your ghost in the chambers
of my heart,a bittersweet haunting.

Goodbye, a word too small
for this ache that consumes me.
In the silence of your departure,
I hear echoes of what could have been,
love’s remnants, scattered like ashes
on the wind of our final farewell

This piece explores the inadequacy of the word "goodbye" to encompass the depth of emotion we feel when parting ways. It touches on themes of regret, absence, and the lingering presence of those who have left our lives.

I invite you to reflect on your own experiences with goodbyes. How do you process these moments? What words or images resonate with your personal farewells?

As always, I appreciate your support and engagement. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments or reply to this email with your own reflections on the theme of goodbye.

Later this week, we’ll be continuing to explore a fascinating intersection of historical perspectives through three poems I have written in the distinctive styles of contemporary masters. Each poem captures a single day in the life of a warrior, yet from three radically different vantage points of American history. Through these varied lenses, we see how personal experience meshes with massive historical movements. Previously we explored “Dawn to Dusk - 1863” a poem dealing with the personal view from a Confederate soldier during the American Civil War.

Next time, we look at war from the perspective of a Sioux brave in "A Day's Circle" (in the style of Joy Harjo)

Till then, take care

Tom Kane