Not as We--A Poem by Shel Bockman

As evening settles into night
Underneath the uncaring winter
Stars, I am embraced by memories
Of what we were then, but what
We are not now, and yet in that
Remembrance I sense the sweet
Aroma of cherry blossoms which
Now slowly descend and mix with
The falling snow as I take my
First steps towards spring.

Copyright 2009, Shel Bockman. © This work is protected under the U.S. copyright laws. It may not be reproduced, reprinted, reused, or altered without the expressed written permission of the author.

Shel Bockman, a professor at California State University, San Bernardino, CA, attended the University of Iowa where he studied poetry. He stopped writing after receiving advanced degrees in a different field. He has started writing poetry again and has published his work in A Little Poetry, Boston Literary Magazine, Maverick, Flutter, Words-Myth, and Kupozine.