The sense of loss
can't be explained.
It's as though half
of you says 'let's do
it', the other half says,
'you know you cant'.
Succinct and to the point as always, Jerry.. Aren't we all in the same 'game of two halves' to some extent? Best wishes to you and your better half.. Michael
Don't ever let the aftermath of a stroke let you stop writing Jerry. Even if it's only in your head. We live in fear my husband may have another one. The merry-go-round of medication stops it......we can only hope! Karin Anderson
A belated thanks to all of you for your words of encouragement, Jerry
u explained beautifully, the sense of true loss. excellent......
short and not so sweet! i think i detect one small sort of flip-flop, to try quoting your bio section about spelling mistakes. the way you feel after the stroke (if it really is you in the poem) is like my marriage feels sometimes. i may say to my wife, while we are in bed, let's do it, and she says you know you can't. : ( bri thanks for sharing. i hope you are still alive to read this or i will have wasted the last four minutes (or more) of my life!
My brother had a stroke and they told him he would never drive again. He was driving in a couple of months once home from the hospital. If this is from personal experience, I hope you've had the same success that he has. He has a slight limp. He says he has slight speech impairment, but I don't hear it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The shortness of this poem and the first line are especially striking. the division of the self into halves and the fact that the negative half that says you can't has the final word makes the idea of the aftermath of a stroke seem especially sad to me. If you've had one, then I'm awfully sorry to hear it and agree with Linda that we're happy to see you here (or at least half here) ~Katharine