Where is she, I wondered, when she wasn't
there. If she's not here she could be anywhere. She
could be anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every
imagining I thought I had imagined the worst, then I
imagined something even worse. It got to the point
where my imaginings no longer included her. I realized
that the worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings
continued, as worst superseded worst, making the
preceding worst only worse, I began to forget her. As
worst got worse, I forgot her more. Things were getting
pretty bad, and I had almost forgotten her completely,
when she reappeared.
there. If she's not here she could be anywhere. She
could be anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every
imagining I thought I had imagined the worst, then I
imagined something even worse. It got to the point
where my imaginings no longer included her. I realized
that the worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings
continued, as worst superseded worst, making the
preceding worst only worse, I began to forget her. As
worst got worse, I forgot her more. Things were getting
pretty bad, and I had almost forgotten her completely,
when she reappeared.
Thanks for reprinting that. It will appear in my next book, Lift Your Right Arm, due out in March.
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Peter Cherches
Thank you! It's an absolutely beautiful poem that is helping me overcome a rough time. I look forward to buying a copy of your book.
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