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    Poem: “Where Nectar Was”

    Rhina P. Espaillat

    April 23, 2021
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    Thinking of you, as all my nights are spent,
    and my days too—although not consciously,
    but rather as the lightest rain will find
    whatever routes may trace its element
    slowly downhill, and finally to sea;
    thinking of you, in a calm state of mind,
    no longer desolate—in fact, inclined
    to hum while dicing onions—absently
    I turn to you, old friend and only lover,
    confused over your absence, like a bee
    whose shallow habit or lifelong intent
    draws it where nectar was, to buzz and hover;
    thinking of you, all day I rediscover
    myself still here, wondering where you went.


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    Contributed By portrait of Rhina Espaillat Rhina P. Espaillat

    Rhina P. Espaillat, a bilingual poet, is winner of numerous prizes including the T. S. Eliot Prize, the Richard Wilbur Award, and (twice) the Howard Nemerov Sonnet award.

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