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
15 random poems
- Epistle to a Young Friend by Robert Burns
- Stings by Sylvia Plath
- English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. The Rhyme of Joyous Garde. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
- Robert Burns: O Let Me In Thes Ae Night:
- February 23
- Альфред Теннисон – Morte d’Arthur
- Игорь Северянин – Парижские Жоржики
- English Poetry. David Herbert Lawrence. Whales Weep Not!. Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс.
- I waited by Raj Arumugam
- Before the Battle by Siegfried Sassoon
- 1914 II: Safety by Rupert Brooke
- Elm by Sylvia Plath
- Joy of giving by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- What would I do without this world by Samuel Beckett
- Flowers Of The Dust by John Oxenham
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