Saying goodbye is sad.
There is death in it.
Who knows what will happen
between now and when we meet again,
It's our separation
the interruption of our ritual of being together,
our animal closeness in bed
if we are lovers.
It is the knowledge of days behind us
longer than days before us
remembering ourselves as we were
and as we may become.
So many people are saying goodbye
here in the departure lounge
as if their heart were in it
as if they knew how short life is
as if it were their last chance.
Nana Ollerenshaw grew up in Connecticut, married an Australian, and moved to Australia in 1965. She changed from school teaching to nursing in 1988, and currently lives in Buderim on the Sunshine Coast of Queensland.