in this death
together
the search for clues
began. never had
they considered their
own closets, or under
their hats. hiding
valuables in shoes
was common but
uncomfortable,
so no one could fathom
why she walked so far
for so long, then sat
staring at the table
as if to bring him
back to life; or why
her eyes gazed fixed
on the sky, unblinking,
glazed.
denial is the first step to
abdicating responsibility.
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Painting: House At Dusk, 1935, Edward Hopper Shared by Tess Kincaid
strong and dark- excellent- especialy the last two lines. This is a keeper for me.
ReplyDeletedang this is tight rick...and like kathe said strong...really great piece man...
ReplyDeleteVery deep and emotional. Lovely imagery, dark, powerful, sad.
ReplyDeleteI think we caught the same mood. There's death and parting in this picture and you've captured it beautifully.
ReplyDeleteExtreme evocative of the emotion in this picture...
ReplyDeletelooks like the first stages of depression. the next stage would be not to leave the house at all, and stay in bed crying and sleeping.
ReplyDeleteneither good nor bad
A pact gone wrong perhaps or something more sinister?
ReplyDeleteThis poem is very focused and succinct. I love the idea of hidden clues, being a metaphor for the hidden lives lurking behind the windows of the building. Thank you for sharing this awesome poem, Rick. =D
ReplyDeleteterrific ending, read this a few times
ReplyDeleteA powerfully compelling piece. It rewrites itself with each read.
ReplyDeleteWow... amazing read!
ReplyDeleteWindow to the other side
Denial certainly is a powerful force....and this has captured it eloquently Rick!! :-)
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