silver (anniversary)

You have become less you
and more an if only.

You are bigger
than the reason I hate Februarys.
You are more than a sound.
you are larger, but lighter
than the sum of your bones
and the shape of your name
adding to a greater absence,

a negative space
where memory should live.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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24 Responses to silver (anniversary)

  1. Heartafire says:

    very beautiful and sad.

  2. Bart Wolffe says:

    Taut and poignant!

  3. A traveler in search of an anchor says:
  4. Alice Keys says:

    Susan, Your poem paints the silver edgeless shape of someone’s “not being” for twenty-five years. The invisible current of should-have-been pours among the rock-shadows of what was. This is lovely and wistful with thin sharp elbows of longing. ((SIGH))

  5. Nomzi Kumalo says:

    Gentle and yet so brutal. 🙂

  6. Starralee says:

    My heart goes out to you. The poem is perfection.

  7. journalread says:

    Killer final two lines, Susan.

  8. A palpable emptiness here, Suz. This one hits me right in the heart, as you could see:

    You sure we’re not related, wave-length-wise?

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