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I've discovered the meaning of life I've discovered the meaning of life
by Abigail George
2019-04-14 07:21:46
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(for the Dutch poet Joop Bersee)

The air is sweet here, and I am filled

    with a sudden longing for you. It just
    didn’t work out and you’re a ghost now
    from novel memory. I feel the stillness
    of the stars through me. And I wait, and
  suns1_400  I wait for the exit out. I thought I would
    break but I didn’t. The sun glares and
    glares and glares at me, while the love of
    my life stares me down. Veins branch
    out in my heart, but I am still me. I think
    of the greenness of the day, the ochre
    found in the environment, the energy found
    in the day, and the photosynthesis that
    takes place. At times like this I like to
    think of the rain. How it washes my sins
    and dirt and dust away leaving us pure
    and clean. The lion-eye of the sky blue-
    vital and clear as day to me. I think of
    first loves, and purpose. I think of the child’s
    small back, brown neck, dark eyes, his
    love for raisins that I don’t have. I think
of genetics, illness in the family, his sunburned face. The
    bridges he will have to cross one-day in
    the future. I think of the fists that he
    makes when he is angry, when he cries out
    when he’s frustrated, and I wonder to
    myself if I did that when I was his age. Yes,
    I think of his moon eyes. His dark-brown
    hair cut into a Mohawk-style. I think of
    how I can write a book about his energy.
    His soul is the Pacific. My brother is (everything to me)
stronger than I am. I’ve learned from my parents
    that you can only marry someone who
    is your equal. Intellect must match like

    a pattern found in the ocean-sea, a
wave, an ohm, time, vibration. The match must
    flow like the river flows into the sea. Together
    my parents have achieved this imperfect
    life. A love that I’ve searched for my entire
    life. But I searched for this life in the dark,
    falling into the dark finding imbalance
when I closed my eyes. I burned my fingers.
    Salt and light in my eyes. Maybe it was
    a blessing in disguise that I never found
    the love of my life, settled down to raise
    a family, had those children. That I write
    now instead of having everything else.

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