Absence
by Bill Yarrow
I am desperate in these seconds without you
I am frightened of miles and time
I withdraw into the dark imagination
where things are defrauded of their meanings
by a world of total frivolity
You anchor the real
You make love to the true
I am bound to you in consecration
You alone have given me weight
Without you I would rise and disappear
into the vast insensate sky
I am frightened of miles and time
I withdraw into the dark imagination
where things are defrauded of their meanings
by a world of total frivolity
You anchor the real
You make love to the true
I am bound to you in consecration
You alone have given me weight
Without you I would rise and disappear
into the vast insensate sky
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Author's Note
This poem was published in Olentangy Review.
Thank you, Darryl and Melissa Price.
"Absence" appears in THE VIG OF LOVE (Glass Lyre Press, 2016).
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Wow, Bill. Such a fine, warm tribute to one's love. Well done.
A heartfelt love story.
Dammit, David beat me again! That's precisely what I wanted to say, altho my version would have been clumsily verbose, so, I guess what I'm really saying is it's a good thing David said it first.
I forgot to add, "Holy shit, this poem is precisely how I've felt a time or two, only expressed more sublimely than I could have had I tried to. I gave Vig to a friend, and had I read it first I would have drawn attention in some subtle way to this one."
well done.
Thanks, David, Erika, Matt, and Gary!
"I gave Vig to a friend"
Double thanks, Matt!
I am spellbound. *
Solid, love the ending **
So nice, Bill.
I am bound to you in consecration*
thank you for sharing this, Bill.
Thank you, Diane, Arturo, Kitty, and Randal!
Fave. Goes without saying.
Thanks, Darryl!
Dreamy. :) *
Thanks, Charlotte!