I watched the froth go down and the yellow liquid rise to meet it. I twisted the glass around and it tipped over and spilled on his arthritic knee. I looked to the side and didn’t apologize. His beautiful bony fingers flicked off the foam in separate particles as if it was incidental lint he had finally noticed.
The decision is yours now.
He rubbed the liquid into his pant leg. I sighed. Either decision I make will kill something.
And so, you want to hang in this ether land forever?
Yes.
And if I pulled your hair?
And if I scalded your mouth?
And if I made a teepee of birch billets with you in the centre?
Look at me.
No.
He went away.
Next night the phone rang.
I’ll meet you at Glacier and First Point. You must be exact.
I’ll be there for three evenings.
For three nights I wore myself ragged but couldn’t find where.
Friday evening the doorbell rang. He handed me two books by Aksel Sandemose. I put my fingers exactly where his warm fingerprints still lingered on the top book and closed the door. I read and waited.
(There was a tidal wave and a woman went from window to window with a candle in her hand as her house floated out the bay. They rescued her in St. Lawrence.)
When you are ready, if ever, light your own candle.
Two years later, my hand shook as I held the match. His hair had greyed around the temples and he crippled shyly.
Five years later, two babies look hauntingly like him. He is chopping wood in the backyard. He stops.
Look at me. I fooled you years ago. Glacier is in Iceland and I tore out all the pages where it was written in that book. Do you regret that we called the babies Abstract and Zero? Come feel Aunt Hilda and Didymus under my fingernails.
His gentle laugh ripped the night sky, and I got pregnant again.
Copyright ©:
Agnes Walsh
A few random poems:
- Disappointment by Tony Hoagland
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
- Олег Бундур – Поссорились
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Ballade Of The Royal Game Of Golf poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Exmoor poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Apple Trees at Olema by Robert Hass
- Ольга Ермолаева – Когда распрямлюсь, озирая работу мою
- Two sparrows and my heart by Nizar Sartawi
- Epigram on an Innkeeper (“The Marquis”) by Robert Burns
- Cloris, it is not thy disdaine by Sidney Godolphin
- November, 1806 by William Wordsworth
- Your Last Drive by Thomas Hardy
- The Lady And The Earthenware Head by Sylvia Plath
- Number 3 on the Docket poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Epigram—Divine Service at Lamington by Robert Burns
- Epigram—Commissary Goldie’s Brains by Robert Burns
- Epigram at RoslinInn by Robert Burns
- Epigram at Brownhill Inn by Robert Burns
- Epigram Addressed to an Artist by Robert Burns
- Elegy on Willie Nicol’s Mare by Robert Burns
- Elegy on the Year 1788 by Robert Burns
- Elegy on the late Miss Burnet of Monboddo by Robert Burns
- Elegy on the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair by Robert Burns
- Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux by Robert Burns
- Elegy on Stella by Robert Burns
- Elegy on Captain Matthew Henderson by Robert Burns
- Election Ballad for Westerha’ by Robert Burns
- Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790 by Robert Burns
- Duncan Gray by Robert Burns
- Dialogue Song—Philly and Willy by Robert Burns
- Despondency: An Ode by Robert Burns
- Delia: An Ode by Robert Burns
- Complimentary versicles to Jessie Lewars by Robert Burns
- Complimentary Epigram to Mrs. Riddell by Robert Burns
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
