Final Poem for an Estranged Friend
                            for S.

by Andrea Potos


My last dream had me chasing you 
along some narrow stone path rising and twisting 
on a Greek island mountainside
while I screamed at you to finally believe
I had not wronged you. Still,
you kept your righteous gait.  

I awoke exhausted from all
my efforts, recent and past,
decided I must rest.
I remembered, in the dream,
in the darkness beside me lay the Mediterranean 
sea of my ancestors, lapis and deep
and dazzling by daylight—
water that knew my innocence.  


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"Final Poem for an Estranged Friend" is from Andrea Potos's collection Marrow of Summer (Kelsay Books)

Andrea Potos is the author of several poetry collections, most recently Her Joy Becomes (Fernwood Press), Marrow of Summer (Kelsay Books), Mothershell (Kelsay Books), A Stone to Carry Home (Salmon Poetry, Ireland) and Yaya's Cloth (Iris Press).  Her poems can be found widely in print and online. She lives in Madison, Wisconsin.