I smell the shavings
and the varnish.
there is your sander--
how can such a thing make things smooth?
this missing you is awful--
I feel as chafed and inconsolable as the moon.
here are your darlings you scrape and cut--
I envy them so much;
the perfectly planed cabinet door
closing at a touch.
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The mysteries of inanimate objects have never seemed so sensual. And perhaps we all would like to be the Other's dearest project. I am hoping the clouds will comfort the irritated moon.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely and rich!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
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Blue moon you saw me standing alone, without a love of my own .....
ReplyDeleteThe tangible remainders of someone we love, now missing...is truly heart-wrenching.
ReplyDeleteIncredible depth underlying your words...
ReplyDeleteShay---So simple, so lovely.
ReplyDeleteI always marvel at the sight of an artisan using his/her hands to create something out of nothing - theirs is a loving touch and concentrated effort which bodes well for loving.
ReplyDeleteI feel as chafed and inconsolable as the moon ... i really do
ReplyDeleteawwwww. just to touch the arm of that chair, the spindles on that table.
ReplyDeletethis was lovely - conveyed a lot in a few lines.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful, tender break-up poem. The door closing at the end is so soft. This isn't a bad or angry break-up; it's just a delicate, necessary sorrow.
ReplyDeleteIt could be that he died, but now I'm even wondering if he's just missing ... perhaps in the military, stationed overseas.
Or perhaps he's just in the living room. There can be a great emptiness felt in marriage. Even though you share space, you might rarely interact. The longing you feel for him to touch you like he touches his woodwork drips from the poem.
Of course, he could always be a werewolf. ;)
The brevity here emphasizes the intensity of the mood. I especially love the "door closing at a touch".
ReplyDeleteThis is so pretty in that wonderful way of seeing pretty where you usually don't. Um . . . don't worry, I can translate that later.
ReplyDeleteLunatic.....
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely in a heartache kind of way.
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