WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

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ghost

May 30, 2011

Calling the Ghost (an old poem)

How long must I sit on your grave to elicit a visitation? Must I fast? Must I meditate on the vastness of the universe of death? Must I count my own? Must I arrive at midnight to pull your ashes back to some semblance of you? If I wake, if I sleep, will you… Continue reading

Poems

death, ghost, grave, grief

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Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

ghost

Calling the Ghost (an old poem)