Margery Rehman

Getting Reconnected.

After you died I couldn't piece you together.
It frightened me a bit.
The more I longed for you
The more fragmented you became.
I'd close my eyes but all that came
Were disjointed images.
A leg, an arm, an ear, an eye,
As if some piece of surreal art had come alive
That displayed limbs, individualised
Dancing in space.
The scar on your forehead came
But not your face,
Which melted into some crazy, cubist piece.

Months passed, one was busy, one stayed sane,
Filled in the blanks as best one could
Did different things, dealt with the pain.

Then one day you came together
And I could see you whole again.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 11, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, February 3, 2012

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  • Alison Cassidy (9/30/2007 7:15:00 PM)

    This is a superb poem. Written with a matter of fact understatement that compels. Accessible, absorbingly honest and very moving, because you never indulge emotionally, but merely state how you feel. I agree with Ivan about the last stanza too. One of your best poems Margery. Congratulations. Love, Allie xxxx

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  • Stug Jordan (7/2/2007 5:59:00 AM)

    This poem is so true. The way grief blinds you, until that blindness turns to forgetfullness (and guilt? ?) . A natural and human piece, so smooth. S x

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  • Ivan Donn Carswell (4/1/2007 11:39:00 AM)

    Margery, I couldn't read this poem and not make some comment or other. In particular some lines just demand recognition:

    ''...A leg, an arm, an ear, an eye,
    As if some piece of surreal art had come alive
    That displayed limbs, individualised
    Dancing in space...''

    This is so cogent and real it is awesome... While not the way one would like to individualise coping with grief it certainly 'dances in space'.

    ''...The scar on your forehead came
    But not your face, ...''

    I have had dreams of personal injury like this; it seems an annoying and almost prurient way of bringing disfigurement into specific focus - where one cannot help but notice...

    ''...Then one day you came together
    And I could see you whole again...''

    It would seem on the surface a weak ending, but it is also the end to grieving - a milestone in itself. Sometimes it takes forever... Perhaps that is why the ending really works. Rgds, Ivan

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  • Michael Shepherd (3/17/2007 11:08:00 AM)

    .....Magnificent.......

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  • Jerry Hughes (2/24/2007 8:10:00 PM)

    ...superb Margery, just superb

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  • Martin Zarrop (2/11/2007 7:14:00 AM)

    Margery, this truly wonderful. It made me weep (again!) I haven't got to that place yet. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Love, Martin

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  • Tranquil Ocean (2/11/2007 6:19:00 AM)

    This is a startlingly beautiful portrayal of emotions.Great piece
    Love...TO

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