Poem: Unfamiliar Spaces by Mark Tulin


smokey nights
in darkened rooms
with relatives
mixed with friends
and enemies.

anxious and
surreal, caught between
narrow walls, thick bars
and fences
with barking egos.

that move into
unfamiliar spaces,
steps with no stairs,
trying to climb up 
a slippery slope.

never seem to say
what they mean,
never finish
what they start, until
it’s too late,
the dreamer
wakes up

with a vague suspicion,
a piece of undigested
a cryptic message,
a letter
with no intent.


Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

8 comments on “Poem: Unfamiliar Spaces by Mark Tulin

  1. Love this poem! Great imagery. The end is very powerful.

  2. Poems of Mariana

    Beautifully written

  3. This is perfect.

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