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:
- On A Drop Of Dew poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- woken_up_by_beautiful_dreams.html
- Robert Burns: Deluded Swain, The Pleasure:
- Николай Заболоцкий – Старость
- I closed my eyes to creation by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Hellcat
- Как Лера чудо искала
- Sonnet Of Motherhood XXVII poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Internal Migration On Being On Tour
- Psalm 01 poem – John Milton poems
- Spanish Banks
- The Tree by Sara Teasdale
- Identification In Belfast by Robert Lowell
- Summa poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Aeneid by Virgil
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
- A Mathematical Problem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Fire, Famine, And Slaughter : A War Eclogue by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Epitaph On An Infant. by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Elegy, Imitated From One Of Akenside’s Blank-Verse Inscriptions by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Domestic Peace by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Despair by Samuel Coleridge
- Desire by Samuel Coleridge
- A Day Dream by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Come, come thou bleak December wind (fragment) by Samuel Coleridge
- A Christmas Carol by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- A Child’s Evening Prayer by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Aplolgia Pro Vita Sua by Samuel Coleridge
- Answer To A Child’s Question by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Absence: A Farewell Ode On Quitting School For Jesus College by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion by Samuel Coleridge
- With his venom by Sappho
- We put the urn aboard ship by Sappho
- We know this much by Sappho
- We know this much by Sappho
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
