KEVIN HART – SELECTED POEMS – The Pilgrim Project
How have I missed hearing about this guy?
Prayer
O come, in any way you want,
In morning sunlight fooling in the leaves
Or in thick bouts of rain that soak my head
Because of what the darkness said
Or come, though far too slowly for my eye to see,
Like a dark hair that fades to gray
Come with the wind that wraps my house
Or winter light that slants upon a page
Because the beast is stirring in its cage
Or come in raw and ragged smells
Of gumleaves dangling down at noon
Or in the undertow of love
When she’s away
Because a night creeps through the day
Come as you used to, years ago,
When I first fell for you
In the deep calm of an autumn morning
Beginning with the cooing of a dove
Because of love, the lightest love
Or if that’s not your way these days
Because of me, because
Of something dead in me,
Come like a jagged knife into my gut
Because your touch will surely cut
Come any way you want
