Marie Anzalone's Blog, page 12

All the Difference

2nd piece written as a meditation on the theme of guilt, this time, exploring survivor's guilt

Bookends I and II

Processing a year marked by death and disorder all around

Work Gloves

Commitmentskeep my friendaway fromhis children-many timesfor days or weeks onend. He confidesI do not think I can sayI am a great father; I wishI could do better. We share an afternoonchat and cupof tea. Weshare a silence based inmutual fears..

Imperfect Men

written for my friend on Father's Day, 2018

Unreasonable Men

we were asked to write poetry for the volunteer firefighters of our city, in recognition of their search and rescue efforts after the volcanic eruption

Trusting Glass

You questionmy preferencefor the otherplace-the onewhere people smileand greet meby name when I walk in;who do notshove a menu in my facewhile I amarrangingmy papersand tearsof the day.That is part of the answer. Then thereis the topic of windows..

That Was Monday

Another devastating national tragedy. thoughts from an eerily similar location, 2 hours away. For the victims of the fuego volcano, and every citizen who has stood up to help as the govt did not.

Other conversations

You did it again, didn’t you?You visited her, tookwhat you wanted- left with your world, and all of itsbelongingsrearranged in perfect order-using her help; her, shall we say,particular knowledgeof your exterior and interiordesign. You turned the stove on..

Fast Enough

Someone I cared about deeply, was killed this morning in an accident

Childless Mothers

Ask her. Askthe childless womanin your lifehow shefeels on Mother’s Day. Ask herabout being left outof brunches;not receiving flowers. Not beinginvited to the conversation.  Most will showyou a village roadwindingthrough treacherous territ..