Did you cry for me
the way I cried for him?
Did you wait wretched, fretting,
one moment damning me
as a heartless bitch
who couldn’t spare you
a single kind word in a day,
then melting as one sweet
thought followed another,
falling around your ears
like water lily petals?
This desperate chain
and all of us links in it.
Someone did the same to him,
and now we are all
the bastard, unloved children
of some faded calamity
spawning misery in our wakes
like plague ships.
All of us knowing what we are,
watching the cankers open
and seethe and weep
wounded by our own imbecility,
carriers of this dreadful,
misshapen gene.
We do each other
such violence.
A choreography of
comic, lock-stepped
marches over the cliffs
of our hearts,
some of us with more grace
than others but always
we end up broken
on the rocks.
sobs. kisses. top words.
Very moving, and something I can totally relate to. The question I’m left with is how to keep from ending up, broken on the rocks. I’m too stubborn to give into the inevitability.
I think it’s a serial thing for most of humanity actually. Hence the title.
Thank you for another piece of beautiful prose; like ice cream on the tongue – smooth and sensual until it touches one particular tooth… then it sparks the nerve we try to distance ourseves from the whole of our lives.
I wonder if you will like this?
http://www.artofeurope.com/larkin/lar2.htm
Grittier, true, but one of my favourite poems
Albion.
I love that Larkin poem! 😀
Dear Remittancegirly,
May be you write because you are a bore.
One should always considered that on is and it is not the circontances that make you do. But of course we might just accept your idea just so you feel more secure in yourself insecurity.
(ref. A twiter twit )
No need to print,
bye, best wishes, lea.
Dear girl,
You are too kind.
My ref was not about Larkin or your own writting but the status on Twities I crossed by error.
But I feel now that I was right in my thought , I guess Larkin would agree with the concept of ego-connected circle. Nice poem tho for such a man… .
Best wishes, lea
Oh Girlie -may be I had the wrong teacher (guess who?) but I place his face back in my mind-my god what a deadfull face. One should always look at a face when having intinacy – Goddy girl you are! bye bye Sweet ( I do love a tease or 2 and I have been reading, listening to your voice reading)