That This World Would Change

That This World Would Change

 

and you not be in it

what spark 

but cold, whispering ash

set before me to mimic my name

If I came to know this true

I'd keep my hand sure

hang my head, or count to four

using artificial intelligence

But your eyes are where my life belongs

without you only droning songs

for me to sing, on cue.

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

superb M. the linkage from title to opening line is so stark, makes one think O here we go, another dark hearted screed to love gone to seed. but then you so deftly rein the poem in and leave us smiling with the poem's uplifting imagery of a heart completely given over to another.
very much enjoyed my visit friend, hope all is well along the bay

ken

[Montag]

Ken, completely given over, that's me. Thanks for smiling. Sent you a message the other day, don't know if you saw it. A thank-you for introducing me to Paul Muldoon, who I like very much.

Had a look at your website and read what I think is the first poem you published here, The One Who Went Away (on a rimy road). Made me want to start my life over.

[Ken e Bujold]

glad you found joy in Muldoon, know i have over many years.
The One Who Went Away ... :) not thought of it in a while. Based on true story in our family, but also in many ways my own story in that i have traveled a road few inside my family or old friends have really understood. Life on own terms.