Making Descansos


After The War

The war ended on January 19th 2007 with no armistice or wild celebration. Just an overwhelming sense of sadness that a disease could take so much.

 

If I could write
I would write about
when the war ended
I would record how
we threw our ration cards
into the air
and danced into the night
hugging one another

I would marvel
using superlatives
to describe
Little things like
Spring lambs gambolling in the fields
The song of
crystalline Castalian waters
gurgling over ancient stones

I’d tell of
pulling out sheer silk stockings
and my golden organza ball gown
to wear at the celebratory ball
of waltzing
with my one true love
to the sounds of
Horrie Dargie’s Rag Time Band

Maybe
now the war is over
I will write
and dance on the wings
of Mnemosyne
feel the golden organza swirling as I
waltz with my true love.

 


3 Comments so far
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Thank you for sharing your journey. It’s not always easy to write.

Comment by melodysadams

oh i love how you’ve used such a poweful metaphor. this is such an emotive piece.

Comment by Samm

This is so sad. Such a pause…

But I love hearing about: we threw our ration cards into the air; pulling out sheer silk stockings and my golden organza ball gown to wear at the celebratory ball of waltzing with my one true love…

There is joy here between the cracks…

Comment by lunagirl




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