Poem for 2/14/22 - Crossing the Line by E. Ethelbert Miller

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Crossing the Line E. Ethelbert Miller for Maria Sitting across the table from you I think back to when our friendship came down from the mountains. It was a cold day and the miners had not left for work.   You break a cookie in half like bread and this sharing is what we both now need. That which breaks into crumbs are memories. Your gray hair cut short and you ask if I notice.   How can I tell you that Bolivia will always be beautiful and everything I notice is you and yes is you. Our napkins folded in our hands. Folded as if our meeting now is prayer.   Did I ever tell you that your eyes are a map and I would lose myself if you ever turned away Copyright © 2022 by E. Ethelbert Miller. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on February 14, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.