This has poise and beauty. Succinct, and with rather skilfully balanced
emotion. My adoration might partially be because of my own state of mind
(my girlfriend and I broke up recently; very cleanly, it must be said), but
it doesn't lessen the poem's singular quality.
KS
On 5 June 2012 21:49, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> *My dead lover’s lover
> will visit me today. She
> was one of a crowd,
> invisible to me, ghosts
> flitting through our rooms,
> a glimpse, a hairpin
> in the bed sheets,
> an alien scent in the hollow
> of his shoulder.
>
> Our pasts unspool
> behind us, already
> obsolete, films
> poorly edited, suffering
> from murky narratives,
> weak direction, too many
> bad actors, too much left
> on the cutting room floor.
>
> What does forgiveness
> cost?*
>
>
>
> --
> sharon brogan
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