Gone
Sun, I am waiting for you
in the still dark, the almost
light haze before dawn.
You are near, but I cannot
see or feel you, yet,
beyond the faint bright
on the horizon’s edge.
I am cold handed, waiting
for the warmth of your day.
…..
This poem is from the chapbook Blaze without Burning by William May (Finishing Line Press), and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/blaze-without-burning-by-william-may/
William May, a fourth-generation native of New York’s Greenwich Village, dubbing himself a “Neurodiverse Language Wizard,” began writing poetry when he was 9 years old while a student at The Stephen Gaynor School, a pioneer in special education. There he received individualized support, allowing him to thrive academically, and, eventually, enabling him to attend New York City’s highly competitive Collegiate School. His work has been featured in SoFloPoJo, Chameleon Chimera: An Anthology of Florida Poets, and The Centifictionist. A graduate of Sarah Lawrence College and the University of North Carolina’s MFA program in creative writing, William shares his work through performances, newsletters, and his podcast, Argh! Not Another Podcast About Book Publishing. Find more of his work, links to publications, and social media contact information at WilliamMayWrites.com.
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