Divorce 1 - Poem by Mandira Mitra
I would erase all memory of you, I would
Strike out word upon word with delight
Dissect your well meaning promises
And say, ‘Here he was false, here light.’
I would, my sanity requires so,
Scout back, and discover a new fangled you.
Observe with calm precision of thought
Where it all went awry, where I ought
To have loved less, or none at all, or I
Should not so shattered be at a small goodbye.
I would delet all pictures of the mind
All letters burn, and rather believe
You laugh, and take another in your arms
When abrupt squalls bathe me down in grief.
I would, beloved, do it with a surgeon’s heart
Save in parting from you thus, I from myself part.
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