Saturday, September 3, 2011


by Patrick Phillips

It will be the past
and we'll live there together.

Not as it was to live
but as it is remembered.

It will be the past.
We'll all go back together.

Everyone we ever loved,
and lost, and must remember.

It will be the past.
And it will last forever.

"Heaven" by Patrick Phillips, from Boy. © The University of Georgia Press, 2008.


Amanda Lee said...

Oh my God, this poem really touched my heart. I like it much.

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KayVee said...

This poem is ME . . . When I first saw it on the subway (of all places), I had to read it a few times or so because it made me content and made me feel like I'm not so alone after all . . .