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Sandy Solomon: Widow

An amputated leg, they say, tingles,

an ear long deaf still jangles the brain:

the body asserts the integrity of its parts, 

and this body, at odd hours, years

as if his hand had passed my shoulder,

as if snores rose above the downturned book.

Now the mockingbird at the mulberry

and its mate on the fence pretend they’re crows,

and their caws contend with the noise in my bones

as I stand at the window washing up:

one plate, one fork, one mended cup.


Copyright 1996 Sandy Solomon

First published in Pears, Lake, Sun by University of Pittsburgh Press (1996, o.p.). Included in Vox Populi by permission of the author.

Sandy Solomon

2 comments on “Sandy Solomon: Widow

  1. Barbara Huntington
    April 29, 2020

    Oh, I know that feeling

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Vox Populi
    April 29, 2020

    “Great poem.” Majid Naficy says.

    Liked by 1 person

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