Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
"The Dave Clark five" 1964Moment,floor and silence...
Hello, Willy! Hearing from you,I’m “Glad All Over.”
I like this but I wonder if 'shatters' might not work better.
Thanks, Jim. In fact, “shatters” was under serious consideration, sans comma after “glass,” but “shattered” and its finality won out.
grief becomes you. yes, it takes up residence doesn't it?the other side of this same moment though is all those years you drank from your favorite glass, all those days of it in your hand. perhaps your wife drank from it laughing. perhaps you tipped it to your grandchild's mouth. but of course, you know this. this is only one side of the moon.xoerin
True, and that is all implied, I think, in the word “favorite” and the silence that follows. The silence speaking on behalf of all those images. grief becomes you — meaning, too, how beautiful you are in this moment of putting life back together again.Or meaning anything you want or need it to mean, or think it means. A beginning, not an end. Or, as I said in another poem once, “Grief in finding it broken, joy in the beauty of each new piece.”
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