seeing

I blink

back up

look away

and then up again

 

the woods feel close

personal

like I've been here before

 

and I remember I dreamed them

and you were my husband

and this was our farm

 

and I try to shake off

familiarity

 

and pretend I don't see

that you are seeing

 

Reviews

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. oh, this is another amazingly perceptive and poetic piece of life and thought, emily ... you read minds and help the reader read minds ... you have this uncanny knack of literally sniffing out life's mysterious fragrances ... and bringing them to the reader with wisdom and a sense of release and relief ... stunning work, girl ... just absolutely stunning ...

[Dreamwind]

I liked this alot, I remember, remembering , great write.

[LinBin]

I have been there and seen that in my waking life, a real eerie feeling that overwhelms the senses and I have never been able to capture this in poetry the way you have, very well done x

[Robin]

I know those moments , where triggers - a sound, a sight, a scent - ignite flashbacks upon a surreal memoryscape

[zig]

seems to me, this poem is bigger than it appears, there is a whole life behind it, and a whole life ahead of it... that is moment is the most significant, this is the pivot, the moment everything else balances on. it gives a sense or hope, or fate, or even just the self realization or "i". i didn't understand the last two lines, but then maybe i'm not meant to. beautiful work emily, enjoyed this very much.

zig

[Ed Hart]

there's a huge story trailing right behind these words

[Ken Simm.]

The title first caught my attention as it would. Then I was entranced by the deceptively simple words that hold a myriad of meanings.

[asdarkeyesclose]

this poem is quite emotional, its funny when we dream something and then see it in real life, that sense of being there once before, loved the way you described your reactions.