
Letter to a Ghost
Had I not dreamed your death, I would have praised this day.
Your name rests in a wooden box on a desk
in a room far away and twice as old as we were then.
My penance in this phase: to continue.
I gather words close and refrain from admissions.
The clock on the wall seldom chimes,
like one whose vows circumvent convenience, or
a shade allowing the barest sliver of light
through the window. That tock preceding
a long silence. Snow blanketing the mounded earth.
Your scent never lingers past sleep, where you remain.
At last I no longer covet those sheets you’ve shared.
Your name rests in a box. I gather words and refrain.

That’s excellent. Thanks.
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Thank you, Tony. Much appreciated.
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Wow!
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Thank you.
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This is lovely!!
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Thanks very much.
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captivating. thanks
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Much appreciated. Thank you.
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Wow…. I love this!
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Glad you like it. Thank you.
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Poignant, captivating, and stirs so many emotions for me. Thank you for this lovely poetry tribute.
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So pleased it resonated for you. Thank you.
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Wow. Wonderful write!
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You’re very kind. Thank you.
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Very meaningful! Loved it.
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So pleased you found it so. Thank you.
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Another”covert” love poem? Thanks for reading “Baba Jumah”. Even more relevant after watching the second iteration of Roots this past week. Cheers.
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Perhaps of love lost, in another lifetime. I enjoy reading your history, Linda. Much to learn there.
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Yes, we do convene ‘lifetimes’ here and tell their stories…
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This is superb and I’m not overstating it. It made my flesh crawl. I too have such a box and apparently many do as well.
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I must admit that it was inspired in part by the reply (perhaps apocryphal) that Stephen King once gave to the question “How do you write like you do?”
“I have the heart of a small child,” he said. “I keep it in a box on my desk.”
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Sounds like him. What a guy. I met him one time in an elevator at Book Expo while I was carrying a heavy tray loaded with “cocktails” for friends. It was just the 2 of us. He gawked at the tray, so much booze. I smiled weakly. “Thirsty?” he said.
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Ha! I’ve heard he has quite the sense of humor.
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Very beautiful, Robert, and oh so poignant.
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Thanks very much, George.
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Captivating and elegant, and slightly bittersweet, yet I love the closure – the sense of finally being able to let go and let the memory sit, without feeling the attachment stirring the spirit. Truly beautiful journey.
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A strange but beautiful journey. Thank you very much.
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Lovely and engaging poem, Bob.
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Thank you!
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this is really good!
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Thanks very much.
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One of my favorites of your poems! Spellbinding.
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Thank you, Rose. I’m so pleased you find it so.
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Awesome!
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Thank you, Rajiv.
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Beautifully understated. I absolutely love “My penance in this phase: to continue.” Mercy, that’s good.
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Thanks, Robert. That was one of the few lines that remained intact after multiple revisions. 🙂
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I understood the sentiment, but did not quite follow all the way through.
I will re-read the segment with the clock again a few more times.
Thank you for posting, you are always inspiring.
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Thanks very much for re-reading. You’re very kind.
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Wow! Amazing.
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Thank you, J.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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my pleasure
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Great work!
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Thanks very much!
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This seems to be a poem about which we can only say wow! But I have reason to believe there’s an awful lot of swaying and thinking and drifting underneath all those wows.
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Thanks, Rachel. I lean towards the ambiguous rather than the definitive, so I’d have to agree. 🙂
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Thank you for the liking a post I made recently, on a blog that I never imagined anyone else would see. Imagine how humbled I was when I read through some of your pieces, elegantly precise and cutting to the bone. You are an inspiration to a fledgling writer such as myself!
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We all start somewhere, Aqib. I enjoyed visiting your blog. Thanks for returning the favor.
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“My penance in this phase: to continue.” … I like this concept very much … a stage I too am at just now. Thank you.
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A feeling most of us share at one time ir another.
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I like the way you put interior consciousness into a dialogue with self and the other. The poem is melancholic, psychoanalytically speaking a longing for something which is too ideal to be obtained, Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thank you, Anand. And sometimes when we attain those longings, we wonder why. Such is life.
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Thank you for visiting my blog and liking my post. I appreciate it. You have a wonderful blog here!
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Thank you for returning the favor and for your kind comment.
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Hi Robert. Your memory will always remain! Thank you for liking my poem “Moon!” Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
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Thank you, M.
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I am stunned by your work, Robert. Just stunned, as you could tell from my earlier comment on Bread. This, too, is yet another stunning piece of wordsmithing. I remember once, when a friend read my first (now self-published) novel, how she commented that I was, in fact, a “wordsmith”. The phrase has always haunted me because it seems to speak so highly of the accomplished author. You are, truly, a wordsmith, Robert. And I am honoured to be making your acquaintance here on WordPress.
Best,
Darren.
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Thanks so much for your comment, Darren. We write these things and release them to the world, never knowing how or if they’ll be accepted or even read. You’ve made my day.
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I have returned to this poem. It bears re-reading well. Love the clock hands and pendulum of the skeleton!
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You have made my day. Thank you.
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Beautiful poem about a deep cutting, challenging moment in life: to continue. Perfect.
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Thank you. Life is replete with these challenges.
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Always enjoy your work/play. Thanks for stopping by the blog. Linda
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Thank you, Linda. Visiting your blog is always a pleasure.
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Wow… Very love this! Cool 🙂
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Thank you very much.
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Sounds very spooky 😱
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Then I have done my job! Thank you.
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Beautiful. And the sentence “That tock preceding/a long silence.” reminds me of my father dying, where I felt his last single heartbeat. Definitely one of the most surreal experiences of a lifetime.
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Thank you. There are those moments…
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so many words that extend the limit of the visual lines..touching!
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Thank you. That is always my hope.
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wow, nice piece..
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Thanks very much.
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it was definitely a piece I could relate to.. just did my first post, kindly check it out if its not much trouble.
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Your writing is captivating, I loved reading it, thanks!
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Thank you very much.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Carlee. Much appreciated.
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Thanks for reblogging this, Anisio. Much appreciated.
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Thank you for reblogging.
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Good
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Thank you.
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Sent chills through me👽💀👻
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Then my work is done. :). Thank you.
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This was amazing!! Good job!
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You are very kind. Thank you.
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Wonderful! Like it”:)
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Thank you!
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Thanks
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WOW…..!!!
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Thank you.
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awesome
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Thank you.
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