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Only the wrens dare get close
land on the table
puff out their chests
observe and flit
flit and observe
Their activity contrasts your lethargy
soaking up the slanted rays of the
Autumn sun
different than before.
You are here now like you were then
only you guess at the notes
when she knew the melody by heart
improvise where she upheld.
Teach me how to reason with a ghost
plead for presence
even if it means becoming absent
fading into the background.
What a child cannot forget
the woman must deny
forgive for now
but remember forever.
You bid her come
sustain the notes
until she can show you
how to play them again one day.
If you see her…
let her know she is welcome here.
Portrait credit: Reo Asali