Gone Missing by Linda Pastan
This one was shared by one of my poetry pals. I don’t think I’ve read a poem by Linda Pastan that wasn’t amazing.
Gone Missing
By Linda Pastan
At the unmarked border
between sense
and senselessness
one boy steps over
the edge of the world
taking with him a blue
sweater, a razor, and
from the emptied pockets
of those he leaves behind
all certainty. The night
is very still, the only light
a cutting edge of moon.
He leaves his toothbrush,
the abstract letters of his name,
and a vision, photo perfect,
of what we fear the most:
our own loved children loosed
by stealth or by accident
into the beautiful
and unforgiving world.
