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.


10 comments:

  1. how achingly poignant...
    very nice write.

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  2. Poetry that makes me gasp and think.

    Regards j.

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  3. The central idea is staggering.

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  4. I love words. This arrangement is particularly nice!

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  5. 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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  6. Strong, short piece that stays with you.

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

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