Thresholds by Kerfe Roig (MY FRONT DOOR Series)

Silver Birch Press

Roig_front doorThresholds
by Kerfe Roig

I have known
so many doorways–
ideas
of home–so
many entrances always
followed by exits,
portals to
moving on. They say
each door is
renewal,
a fresh start, but I long for
extended middles,
openings
that tell me to stay.
Here I am,
sequestered
still behind one of hundreds
of plain white metal
rectangles
along corridors
guarded by
multiple
locks. The world comes in through my
window—subways, sea
gulls calling
and Venus and the
moon fading
into dawn.
The playground below listens:
abandoned, forlorn.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Having just moved (again), the familiarity of my world has been entirely upended.  I feel lucky that I am able to turn to creating words and images to ease the unknowns of my enforced solitude.

Roig_portraitABOUT THE AUTHOR: Kerfe Roig currently lives behind the door of her thirteenth residence since arriving in New York City at age 19. …

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45 responses to “Thresholds by Kerfe Roig (MY FRONT DOOR Series)”

  1. weisserwatercolours says :

    ….that is so New York City. Poems are the medium of the hour, and this one strikes twelve.

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  2. Charlotte says :

    Oh my! I can’t imagine having to move during this already stressful time. Hugs to you, dear K!

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  3. merrildsmith says :

    All that moving. . .I’m glad you can at least see and hear the world from your window. I hope your new place begins to feel like home soon.
    I think my mom’s cousin (in her 90s) was so pleased to be included in our Zoom memorial. She hasn’t been out of her independent living apartment in Philadelphia since the lockdown started and she doesn’t see anyone at all.

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  4. msjadeli says :

    Your commune with the abandoned and forlorn playground jumps out here.

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  5. boundlessblessingsblog says :

    A beautiful poem on doorways, Marta. You have written it so well.

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  6. D. Wallace Peach says :

    I love the feeling from the poem that while doors may be closed, windows can be open. ❤

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  7. judeitakali says :

    Hope you make your recent residence a happy one K🙏🏾

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  8. clayandbranches says :

    I, too, prefer extended middles to constant upheaval. We can open doors inward, if need be.

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  9. Just Barry says :

    “They say
    each door is
    renewal,
    a fresh start, but I long for
    extended middles,
    openings
    that tell me to stay.”

    This resonates deeply with me. Big hugs to you.

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  10. Dave Kingsbury says :

    Deep riff on the theme, going beyond the entrance to offer a full picture

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  11. Bela Johnson says :

    Moving Is unsettling. And aren’t we lucky to have art and words, indeed! 🙏🌿🌎❤️

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  12. Jedediah Smith says :

    As many have said, this really nails NYC. Even the photo looks like half the doors in the city. And movement from place to place, never really feeling settled in – that is so true.

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  13. calmkate says :

    Beautifully expressed!

    I lived a nomadic life and eventually you adapt … take care xx

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  14. Carol A. More says :

    Oh Kerfe…moving is the worst … and the best. When it’s all over with and your things unpacked, it becomes that fresh start, right? And you’ll find your creative power soars again. Good wishes in your new home.

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  15. Léa says :

    This is so easy to relate to. I’ve known too many doors… However, I do believe the current door will see me through the rest of my journey. My house is quirky and small like me and my village more than I ever dreamed of.
    It’s been a long time since my days of living in an NYC flat…

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  16. robertawrites235681907 says :

    This really is a lovely poem, Kerfe. It is hard for everyone having to stay home and not see friends and family, but even harder when you live alone in a small place. Hugs

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  17. rivrvlogr says :

    There’s comfort in those extended middles.

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