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Two Poems by Linda Imbler: "Wings" and "A Proper Life"

doves, moon


As the beating of the wings of birds

my mother’s fluttering eyelashes

seen with my infant eyes

as I studied the face of the first person I ever loved.

As the beating of the wings of birds

my friends’ fluttering hands

emphatic with anger, comic with hilarity, revelatory with gossip

as I listened to both their wisdom and their folly.

As the beating of the wings of birds

the fluttering in my chest

the first time I saw him, the first time he touched me

in all times thereafter.

As the beating of the wings of birds

the soft fluttering of ancient wings

the wings of those who come to comfort me, sit at my bedside

sharing with me my final hours.

First appeared in Scarlet Leaf Review

A Proper Life

If I live my life as I should,

when I get to the end of that road,

to the final steps of that long path,

and I can go no further

because there is only solid stone before me,

I will put my back against that rock

and sit and look at what I’ve left behind

and I shall not weep.

First appeared in Labyrinthine Passages

© Linda Imbler

Linda Imbler

Linda Imbler is the author of the published poetry collection “Big Questions, Little Sleep.” She is a Kansas-based Pushcart Prize Nominee. Her work has appeared in numerous national and international journals. Linda’s creative process and a current, complete listing of sites which have or will publish her work can be found at

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