Falling

A poem by Lydia Falls, December 2019

Lydia Falls is a writer and elementary school teacher who currently resides in Pound Ridge, NY. Prior to this, she lived abroad in South Korea and Taiwan for four years. Lydia’s poetry is rooted in reflection and self-discovery, an ongoing process shaped by travel, nostalgia, and fractured memories. Instagram: @lydiafalls_

i think he may be the fall–
the impassioned shades
that light my soul on fire.

‘and if we are both
falling,’
he said,
‘falling in the same direction
your hand in mine,
we have achieved
a kind
of stillness,
have we not?’

everything moves around us but we do not.