Objects of...

I looked back

in my review mirror

her waving goodbye

and she faded

from large to small

and I knew

that what never was

never would be

the dust rising

my tyres spinning

and it was I

who faded

away

-william paris

Reviews

[Petar Oklobdzija]

correct me if I'm wrong, but i feel the poem is aimed towards the question of losing something or giving it away. I only thought that once i read the last few lines, "and it was I who faded away"
When you lose someone is in circumstances other than death who's fault can it really be? anyways, well done William.

[William Paris]

Hi Petar, it is the loss of something that never really was. Transience, in-substantive - a wish, a hope and/or a dream. Lost to the rear view mirror of our memories.