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Absence


08.23.11 Posted in today's words by

Meg Pokrass is the author of Damn Sure Right (Press 53) and serves as editor-at-large for BLIP Magazine(formerly Mississippi Review) and before that, for SmokeLong Quarterly. Her stories, poems, and flash fiction animations have appeared in nearly 100 online and print publications including Gargoyle, Annalemma, Wigleaf, PANK, FRIGG, and the Mississippi Review. Meg lives with her small family and 7 animals in San Francisco. Visit her website.

Absence
By Meg Pokrass

what matters will not be the color of the sky
or the smell of a familiar jacket
to almost touch, this
isn’t sad, how nothing happens,
blends with the already, she
understands this is the way
white wine will never taste bad in
a good restaurant, only
birds are that earnest, no
Spring sky can be not-right
for the camera of his eye imagine
while a rhododendron tree
bursts somewhere
behind bigger attractions
it colors up, the tree does,
blushes, and this woman will at night
when she is laughing with him.



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