bloomsbury: You I See

Abril 15, 2004

You I see everywhere, you I see nowhere,
the less I seek to err, the less I'm right,
I see a shadow when there's no one there.

Bereft at dusk, I move from chair to chair.
Bleak heart, I try, but I can't put you right.
I see you everywhere, I see you nowhere.

Stumbling, stammering, I swallow air,
loudly disputing what is wrong or right,
I speak to shadows when nobody's there,

speeches that can do nothing to repair,
those hours, that being over, can't come right
when nowhere is a place called everywhere,

of winding spiral stairs, a double pair
that never meet though I turn left and right.
I hear your shadow step, but you're not there.

I gave you my heart. Life isn't fair.
It's true, I knew: to you I had no right.
Heedless, I divined signs from anywhere

--a sword, a one-eyed cat, a happy pair--
that one day I would sleep, and think, and write.
Amused, you'd answer from the shadows there.

Cynthia Zarin

Posted by sarita at Abril 15, 2004 10:11 AM