Self-indulgence

I went away today

to visit poetry

in a place where 

I used to play,

and might again

some day. I dawdled

through the streets

enjoying the familiar,

noting the new and strange.

At first I felt like a voyeur, 

but then the delight 

of reconnection 

grabbed me and the joy 

of hearing that language, 

breathing that air…. I 

went away today 

into poetry 

and lingered there

for several hours. What 

luxury! It was something 

I did just for me.