From the collection published in 2021, And Don’t Come Back.
In Parallel and Concurrent
how long is he staying
when does he plan to leave
don’t we have enough trouble already?
He was standing by the window.
Something was always faltering
being laid aside
in that room.
The knitting needles twist
filling in patterns
gathering up fragments
not taking the slightest chance
Good morning, she said.
Gentle. Jarring. Sinuous.
The loudest sound the silence
painted in delicate small strokes
a gleaming white incomprehension
going in the wrong direction
wondering what was coming.
wanting to provoke
Because, you know, all the time
all of these things
run in concurrence
in that room
You didn’t say very much about your plans
in that room.
4 thoughts on “In Parallel and Concurrent”
I can identify, starting at the top. (K)
Yes. The dancing around the topic, whatever it might be in the particular situation. How many times I have done this. I am trying to be more straightforward (though of course tactful) these days.
You have masterfully captured the discomfort and the tense atmosphere of having an unwelcome – or at least not entirely welcome – guest.
Yes. I dislike having people stay with me as I really depend on having my space and somehow the very house feels off with extra people in it. So this train of thought would be occurring in my mind, this poem.
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