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This Northern Sky is Drenching Us and I Fear I've Forgotten My Name.

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This Northern Sky is Drenching Us and I Fear I've Forgotten My Name.

My name has been forgotten since last September, it's falling, decorating doorways and
digging splinters into the soles of my feet....

His skin crawls, I want to know where he thinks he's going, I wonder if he thinks he's
taking me...

I wonder if he thinks I'll follow.

There's no icing on the cake and the bed's not made yet, it's mid-morning, 

(it's raining again, Dear)

and blankets are mumbling dreams to wrinkled sheets as the mattress constantly gets my

name wrong.

God, he's soaking wet and my towels are somewhere missing, wrapped around my head, I can
muffle this, his voice doesn't resonate so loudly through

last week

(it never rained then, Dear, never a drop on Wednesday)

it's still September, it's twenty months past knowledge and intelligence is simply thirty
days away, I know he's familiar with doing this again and I'm not crazy


but I'm well aware of the way to get there, I've been following him since


the August that dusted across my smile when he finally learned how to kiss me.

I whisper this as Autumn falls, I'm catching leaves on my tongue, pretending snowflakes
will save me, sometimes death is the shade of the seventeen strands of my hair that
captured summer and I wonder 

how that feels

when he runs his fingers through my curls.

I sleep next to him, his scent erases my name but his lips mumble me, his arms hold me
behind the doors that went missing last January, and I think that maybe there might be
snowflakes in the shadows that are created by candlelight as he tries to be different,
when he makes an attempt to breathe me in, I don't exhale, I don't ever

close my eyes, I only taste regret on the tip of my tongue as 


rolls off my lips

and follows him straight out of the dreams that will be argued in the morning

when I'm stuck in the doorways that remember winter

as September forgets my name.

Copyright © JeanMarie Marchese

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  1. Date: 9/20/2009 7:19:00 AM
    Congratulations on your lovely poetry being featured this week>>James

  1. Date: 9/19/2009 9:45:00 PM
    "and follows him straight out of the dreams that will be argued in the morning/ when I'm stuck in the doorways that remember winter/ as September forgets my name."...Definitely, you're very talented, JeanMarie! Great write, my friend. Ruben.

  1. Date: 9/19/2009 9:24:00 PM
    JeanMarie, this piece is quite impressive...I love it! Congratulations on having this poem featured this week! Ruben.

  1. Date: 9/15/2009 8:35:00 PM
    JeanMarie - Congratulations on having your poetry featured this week – God Bless, MJ

  1. Date: 9/15/2009 1:38:00 AM
    Jeanmarie, congrats on having your work featured...Raul

  1. Date: 9/14/2009 3:37:00 AM
    Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week JeanMarie. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 5/3/2009 6:31:00 PM
    JeanMarie, my belated congrats in making the semi finals...Raul

  1. Date: 4/28/2009 6:19:00 AM
    Congratulations on your poetry making it into the semi finals Jean-Marie. Wishing you the best of luck in the finals. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 4/1/2009 8:48:00 PM
    Dear Jean-Marie, so nice to see you and your unique beautiful writing here again at the soup. Best wishes to you in the final round. Your friend, Lainie

  1. Date: 10/16/2008 1:00:00 AM
    hey me again; i read one of my poems yyou wrote about and then of course wanted to touch base. miss your writing. are you on another site also. i have bad trouble here with my family and i have allowed myself to wrap myself up in it and it tears me apart. me smile janetta.

  1. Date: 9/28/2008 6:48:00 AM
    A true poet! Great write.. Consider me a fan!

  1. Date: 9/27/2008 4:08:00 PM
    JeanMarie you just simply fascinate me with your creative style of writing - Another great poem by a very gifted writer - God Bless

  1. Date: 9/27/2008 3:34:00 PM
    no one will ever forget your name no matter how many names you write of. frankly i don't think you are of this world, much advanced and it is so hard for you knowing the minute you love completely that you will lose yourself. love, j.

  1. Date: 9/27/2008 1:39:00 PM
    Awesome write here, JeanMarie. You need to add an "r" in the word Northern and it will be perfect ... smile ... I love the blankets talking dreams and I have to go now and read this again!! Its wonderful.

  1. Date: 9/27/2008 1:29:00 PM
    This is a powerful piece with much to think about. Your creativity shines through your words here. Thank you for sharing your talent with us. Karen