What gets left
and what remains
behind?
Even lovers, even then.
It was there.
Once. Then. Before
apologies, excuses,
shame.
Once lovers, now
not even memories.
Not one. Not again.
09/20/2018 j.g.l.
What gets left
and what remains
behind?
Even lovers, even then.
It was there.
Once. Then. Before
apologies, excuses,
shame.
Once lovers, now
not even memories.
Not one. Not again.
09/20/2018 j.g.l.
I told my students that prose can give you the experience, but poetry relives and explains the experience, believing that you know that experience.
Prose writes life; poetry rights life.