Judith Pordon


The blank page is nothing
compared to their blank stares,
blank chairs, wallets, excuses.

The blank page comforts
like bottles or chocolates,
and after years pass

when Iíll not remember
what Iíve written,
my words will talk back to me.

The best part of being
a writer, is going to be
becoming blank.


The 2River View, 4_1 (Fall 1999)