Thursday, 2 July 2009

Real Work

He looks out into his brother’s blank eyes:

familiarity and hoping

tilt his head – then you see a pressure of tears

held back with a gulp but still wetting.

 

Now you know how big an ask, a tough task,

it seems to reach for a guy who’s your

brother because (facing your own truth)

a mirror shocks. So turn away.


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10 comments:

  1. Mary L. Tabor27 December 2009 at 14:16

    Lovely! So hard and so true.

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  2. Anonymous10 March 2011 at 08:36

    how achingly poignant...
    very nice write.

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  3. libithina14 March 2011 at 00:30

    really touching John

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  4. pantechniconpoet@wordpress.com4 June 2011 at 02:20

    Poetry that makes me gasp and think.

    Regards j.

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  5. jmbhatt12 October 2011 at 12:09

    The central idea is staggering.

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  6. SM Johnson20 November 2011 at 15:28

    I love words. This arrangement is particularly nice!

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  7. Cheerful Madness!!20 November 2011 at 15:38

    Really moving piece of poetry.

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  8. poetjanstie7 February 2012 at 07:51

    This poem plumbs depths not often explored, it seems to me. So brief, so profound and moving. How poetry should be.

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  9. Hal Weaver6 May 2012 at 12:31

    Strong, short piece that stays with you.

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  10. Wendy Wayne6 May 2012 at 12:46

    What a achingly, beautiful glimpse into unconditional love. Very moving & thought provoking.

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