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Title: You Asked for Wonder
Author: Talaria
Date Submitted: 9/30/2008

 
Poem: You asked for wonder,but I was not the one to ask,
for each day I wonder about you and the wonders that you hold so tightly pressed
as if they were some inner fabric that keeps you safe and warm.
I wonder why I am so forgetful—thoughtless—without
and why you remain memorable—thoughtful—within
yet far beyond mere human reach.
For a little while this wonder centered on the story and why you left.
I never heard “The End” if that’s how it went,
so I pretended my own “In the beginning.”
I wondered whether something happened that caused you to stop.
Did you suffer? Move? Go from refuge to regret?
Was it a person, place, or thing? All three?
You hung firmly on to your cloak. You kept the silence well, yet
You asked for wonder.
And I did too, though not aloud. Recently
I saw your hand resting on the ledge, your fingers thin, your knuckles slightly reddened brown.
I sensed Adam in the nascent moment
breath entered his nostrils. Then I wondered,
what would happen if I held your hand?
My mind and heart, thick and slippery, ooze like an infected sore. In such distress,
what is acceptable to feel, desire, express?
You ask for wonder; so do I.
The answer is an overwhelming presence that leaves a greater space for loss by giving of itself.
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