I do like this, the restraint of its rhythm, and the mouth speaking from the
next room, what an image! Not sure about the rhymed ending or what is meant
by "that is all".
Janet
On 08/12/2007, Dominic Fox <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> It seemed that you had spent some years abroad,
> practicing yoga, until you had acquired
> marvellous powers: the ability
> to levitate, to vanish and reappear
> at will, to pass unhindered through brick walls.
> This last you demonstrated by breezing
> straight into the door until your mouth
> was on the far side, speaking from the next room.
> Somehow this did not lessen my desire
> to be near you, although the certainty
> of remaining so was more than ever fleeting;
> you could take off at any moment, or sink
> slowly into the floor to escape a conversation
> that had begun once more to bore you.
> Sex would be non-existent, I imagined; a meeting
> of the tangible with the intangible
> to the delight of neither. You had passed
> beyond my love, all need or sense of it.
> Passed or remained. When I look back
> into our real past, there is your puzzlement,
> my willed obscurity; a kindness I did not
> know how to accept; a coolness I could not.
> Now you are expecting your first child
> and, but for blind luck, I would not have known.
> That you are real at present, that is all;
> you have walked back miraculously through the wall.
>
> * * *
>
> You'd never guess I'd been writing about Coleridge for the past week...
>
> Dominic
>
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