Weekly Poem: 'Where Shadows Will'

**By Laura Moriarty**                         for Norma, again when Full night but bright Scans wide Pans back Often rarely we As now at table or Together in our heads try Not to hide We don't die Until a long time later. We meet. I read your book. Each new line. I get lost in the familiar words. It's win win or lose lose. This is the last contradiction. As if I had control over that. Over these. Aloud. Now. Here. There. You declare. "Not to be seen is to be dead" But I say This death is in your head It's my turn to pay and you That I already And why not Have paid Or will see A shadow where Space left Everything out When the negative A positive for Another Taken literally not For granted Yours or mine also not You alive now my love And I know   Laura Moriarty is the author of 12 books of poetry, including "A Tonalist" ("Nightboat Books":http://www.nightboat.org/?p=316) and "A Semblance: Selected and New Poems, 1975-2007" ("Omnidawn":http://www.omnidawn.com/about.htm), as well as the novels "Cunning" (1999) and "Ultravioleta" (2006). She is the deputy director of "Small Press Distribution":http://www.spdbooks.org/ in Berkeley, Calif. The video above was filmed at AWP's 2011 Conference & Bookfair in Washington, D.C. Special thanks to the "Association of Writers & Writing Programs.":http://www.awpwriter.org/ Camera and audio work by the NewsHour's Crispin Lopez and Kiran Moodley.