Sometimes, the Courage to Wait
A poem
filming the sequence of your life as an art director you as a firm believer in free will and someone who can take dictation
you put down all the plays each line of dialogue a spinning afternoon sometimes, the courage to wait names itself patience but usually it is only a balm after sitting on your hands
stinging, edging into the creases a crackle of dried flesh as sparks of sweetgum seeds on the bonfire
you wait to manifest counting cars through the glass a game then a song you compose about passing time
Samantha Lazar 2020
Thank you for reading. I am excited to announce I have at last released a poetry narrative collection out into the world: Reaching Marrakesh. You can find that here.






