The Gate
by Marie Howe
I had no idea that the gate I would step through
to finally enter this world
would be the space my brother’s body made. He was
a little taller than me: a young man
but grown, himself by then,
done at twenty-eight, having folded every sheet,
rinsed every glass he would ever rinse under the cold
and running water.
This is what you have been waiting for, he used to say to me.
And I’d say, What?
And he’d say, This—holding up my cheese and mustard sandwich.
And I’d say, What?
And he’d say, This, sort of looking around.
End of the poem
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- At the Party by W H Auden
- Being Underwater by Sahiti Siddharth
- A Letter From Italy poem – Alfred Austin
- Writing to Onegin by Ruth Padel
- The Gardener XIII: I Asked Nothing by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Pillar’d Geäte by William Barnes
- Lulu by Manolo Arriola
- Inflexible As Fate poem – Alfred Austin
- Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave? by Thomas Hardy
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Farmer’s Son by William Barnes
- Love And Death by Sara Teasdale
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