Max Reif’s most recent poem to appear here was “All of Me” (August 2017)

Anticipation
By Max Reif

of a journey made
for love is like
a slow drip of
the sweetest
Nectar,

and every detail
of preparation
partakes.

Is the actual
departure, then,
some kind
of anticlimax?

Perhaps in a way,
since imagination
is so much more intimately
part of everything we do
than we’re aware.

More likely, though,
one journey ends then,
another
begins.