Of No Consequence
- Of No Consequence
love, loss, hearbreatk, of no consequences, poetry, William Fargson, trees
when you didn't leave him for me I rented outa loft-style cabin on Lake Martin spent the rest of
the holiday there didn't tell my family whereI was going just that I was going this is what people
do I told myself when their love isn't enough theyretreat each day I split firewood on the trunk of a pine
the width of two men's waists that motionafter a while the heave of weight behind me its perfect
arc through the air I got lost in this is how you canforget the past I told myself by repetition in the present
the air through the sawtooth oaks came as ifit was given to me to breathe something I took and gave
back took and gave back I set the next log up and tookit in as the next swing could take me away [End Page 81]
william fargason's poetry has appeared in New England Review, Barrow Street, Indiana Review, Rattle, New Orleans Review, Nashville Review, and elsewhere. He received two awards from the Academy of American Poets and a scholarship to Bread Loaf Writers' Conference. Currently, he is a PhD candidate in poetry at Florida State University. He lives with himself in Tallahassee, FL.
