Apostle Town Poem by Anne Carson
Apostle Town
After your death.
It was windy every day.
Every day.
Opposed us like a wall.
We went.
Shouting sideways at one another.
Along the road.
It was useless.
The spaces between us.
Got hard.
They are empty spaces.
And yet they are solid.
And black and grievous.
As gaps between the teeth.
Of an old woman.
You knew years ago.
When she was.
Beautiful the nerves pouring around in her like palace fire.
Wonderful poem Anne.Congrats on being member of the day Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
The space between us! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A marvelous tribute, through fond remembrances, to the dearest who had left for heavenly abode. Heartiest Congrats on modern POTD.
A poem of grief, penned from the heart. The short stabbing lines add greatly to the depth of feeling portrayed. Very deserving poem of the day.....Congrats! !
The spaces between us. Got hard. They are empty spaces. And yet they are solid.... are very nice lines. There is a philosophical touch to it. Nice.Congrats.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Piece well-written! ! ! ! ! .......