Elinor Auerbach

Separation

He turns his head to face her
Eyes glimmering in the golden glow of late afternoon
His hand, so carefully sculpted,
To form the delicate veins that curve
Like rivulets towards his knuckles
Is slowly swept toward her face
Gently caressing the soft blush
Of her cheek.
He smiles then
His lips momentarily cracking
From their stiff misery;
The corners of his mouth curling up
Soft dents appearing
Forming dimples on his cheeks
She turns from him
Fierce tears burning
Fighting for liberation
Against their eyelash cage.
His lips part
And with a soft breath
He whispers his goodbye.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011

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Comments about Separation by Elinor Auerbach

  • Francesca Johnson (10/21/2007 1:50:00 PM)

    A simple gesture but you have painted with words a picture so poignant and human. Beautifully executed, Elinor. Top marks.

    Love, Fran xx

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  • Bob Blackwell (10/21/2007 8:47:00 AM)

    I can feel both the sadness and the wanting not to leave. Bob

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  • Alancia Lebogang Mogorosi (9/30/2007 11:37:00 AM)

    Fighting for liberation
    Against their eyelash cage.
    His lips part
    And with a soft breath
    He whispers his goodbye.

    i like this last part it is so emotional, i can even feel the pain of this part
    thanks for sharing

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  • Colin J...Colin J... (8/12/2007 4:33:00 PM)

    In 21 lines you have said it all,
    I loved it...
    Colin J...

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