Postscript
Of course nostalgia Of course brooding
Give me the missing scattered through twelve states & three continents
Give me those scattered as ash
Give them their places at the table I have set
For them as much as for those gathered
How little it takes: a year ten years
A shiver fast passing & the eye clears
What was love once casts off disguises
— A cardinal's flare against forsythia simplified by snow —
What once was love spurns shallow guises & returns
startling as love
From Poetry Magazine, Vol. 189, no. 5, February 2007. Used with permission.
Give me the missing scattered through twelve states & three continents
Give me those scattered as ash
Give them their places at the table I have set
For them as much as for those gathered
How little it takes: a year ten years
A shiver fast passing & the eye clears
What was love once casts off disguises
— A cardinal's flare against forsythia simplified by snow —
What once was love spurns shallow guises & returns
startling as love
From Poetry Magazine, Vol. 189, no. 5, February 2007. Used with permission.
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