In a field

By Mark Strand
In a field

I am the absence

of field.

This is

always the case.

wherever I am

I am what is missing.

When I walk

I part the air

and always

the air moves in

too fill the spaces

were my body's been.

We all have reasons

for moving.

I move

to keep things whole.

This poem relates to the the book A Long Way Gone because its like Ishmael is the one moving because he has nothing no wear to live no family no safe place he feels alone and not wanted and just knows he has to keep moving