Poetry Porch: Poetry


The Major
by William Conelly

           J.G. in the AFA English Dept

Major, I owe you what
anyone might owe a stranger
met in lamplight down
a charcoal maze of streets:
the thanks for good directions
patiently dispensed where
anyone might stand convinced
I had been vaguely sent.
But more, I owe you for
this life long afterwards:
hallways and rooms beyond
a secret seeming door.  

Copyright © 2019 by William Conelly.