John Savoie

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POETRY

In Tenebris

As the year grows old
I still wake at the same
hour, but now I drink
black coffee in the dark,
dark coffee in the murk,
even the best of books,
its broad wings still folded
in sleep, my pen stretched out
in a lingering dream,
each night a little longer,
each dawn a little slower,
as the years grow old,
this waiting on the light.


John Savoie teaches great books at Southern Illinois University Edwardsville. His poems have appeared in Poetry, Best New Poets, and Poetry in Motion.


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Photo Credit: “Sushi morning” by Aimee Savoie. (Modified by Veronica McDonald).

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