Poetry by Ellen Goldsmith
1
I interrupt
my reading of Phillip Roth on Herzog
to look out on the rain-drenched landscape.
Mid-October, the time of leaves falling.
Yesterday, the light breeze gently ushered
leaves to the ground. Today, they leave
quickly, in abundance.
2
Herzog’s letters, conjectures, dissatisfactions, accusations
fly
unrestrained.
3
In a time of drought,
how comforting
the sound of heavy steady rain.
4
It isn’t until the last page
that Herzog enters
my heart.
Ellen Goldsmith‘s full-length collection Are We There Yet? is forthcoming from Kelsay Books. Left Foot, Right Foot, her fourth chapbook, is an illness and recovery story. She holds an Ed.D. from Teachers College, Columbia University, is professor emerita of The City University of New York and lives in Cushing, Maine.
