The Odyssey of a Sigh, Mark Tarren


We exhale in the theory of leaving
our bodies

when the theft of absence 
is so great 

the winds of our love 
move between the branches

of our longing
at the base of our lungs 

in the hope that this
will not be our final breath.

We inhale to save us
from that death between,

below and 
at the end of us.

where the winds gently rest
in the cave of your breastbone. 

where you bravely placed my heart. 

Here —
safely inside 
the world of yourself.

Other work by Mark Tarren on The Blue Nib

If you liked Mark Tarren, you should read The Gathering Host

Mark lives on Norfolk Island

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