Monday, December 5, 2016

Crawling Toward the Light by Richard Schnap

I have known many strangers
Talking to whoever would listen
While waiting at unmarked bus stops
With long abandoned routes

And I have seen withered women
Gazing through jewelry store windows
At diamonds reflected in the depths
Of their tear-edged longing eyes

And I have heard voices calling
In the cold darkness of nighttime
For someone or something to guide them
Under skies devoid of stars

And I have witnessed figures
Through curtains lit by candles
That move to a private music
Dancing alone with their shadows








Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.

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