in collection A Map of the Territory,
2003, Carcanet/OxfordPoets
ISBN-10: 1 90303 969 X,
ISBN-13: 978 1 903 03969 4
The Law of Diminishing
Departures
I make tea from the
water that you boiled
Before
you left; use your special cup.
I
choose this book because you read it last.
The
fire I’ve kept in for days: these flames
Are
still the ones you saw. The milk jug? Stet,
Because
you left it there. I fool myself
With
charms, connections, that should make you real
But
punch your absence into every act.
I
keep things too long; candles I won’t burn,
Logs,
ditto, saved for feasts or rainy days;
The
chances are tomorrow could be worse.
And
now it is. I’ve kept you long enough.
I
study to enjoy the chilly space
That
closes round my hand instead of yours,
And
walk on grass to watch the rising moon
Because
you might be watching too. Because.
Nigel Forde
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