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Written After Watching 'the Human Stain', My Wife Sleeping

February 27,2005; Wednesday afternoon, October 13,2021 at 4: 40 p.m.

I watched a film tonight
I fully understand but can explain
to no one—not even to my wife.
Trying to is like trying to play
a violin when you have no idea how,
and still the violin plays.
I thought of my wife sleeping,
and she was sleeping.That's the funny thing;

I thought of what she had said earlier,
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Wednesday, October 13, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: love and understanding,loss,love and loss
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Some things in life are understood, but difficult to explain as was the case with this film based upon the Phillip Roth novel The Human Stain.
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