When What Became Why Poem by Susan Lacovara

There in my corner
For a good long cry
Stapling pieces back together
From our once, then, side by side
Head full of hardness
Feeling empty throated dry
Struggling for the answers of
When What becomes Why

Here in the summer
Of a solitary tide
Wishing for a hurricane
To blow away your pride
Break the dam that holds the river
Chase the clouds from the sky
Erase the inkplot explanations of
When What becomes Why

There in your pastured field
Might you dare let out a sigh
Allow for a quick glance back
From the shooing of the fly
And know that nothing easy comes
If you refuse to try
To keep love new, all for you
When What becomes Why