Hold of the Passed
Rodney Nelson
you watched it from older country and went
and from here too as I would do in time
and you went again
had me with you to
watch it from High Point until was nothing
but sign in it then you came as I in
time would do
came back to more a sky than
any and to pass not go
I am here
taking more a March wind than Seattle
or older country would know and am not
gone but have your words with me on a road
or avenue
you are passed
not gone and
I am here with you and wind watching sky
that may have no more sign in it for me.
About the Author
Rodney Nelson’s poetry got into mainstream print long ago, but he gave up poetry for fiction and did not write a poem for twenty-two years, reemerging in the 2000s. A book and copy editor, he lives in the northern Great Plains.