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Essay On The Personal
Because finally the personal
is all that matters,
we spend years describing stones,
chairs, abandoned farmhouses—
until we're ready.
it's a matter of precision,
what it feels like
to kiss someone or to walk
out the door.
How good it was
to practice on stones
which were things we could love
without weeping over.
someone else abandoned the farmhouse,
bankrupt and desperate.
Now we can bring a fine edge
to our parents.
We can hold hurt
up to the sun for examination.
But just when we think we have it,
the personal goes the way of
What seemed so deep
begins to seem naive, something
that could be trusted
because we hadn't read Plato
or held two contradictory ideas
or women in the same day.
Love, then, becomes an old movie.
Loss seems so common
it belongs to the air,
to breath itself, anyone's.
We're left with style, a particular
way of standing and saying,
the idiosyncratic look
at the frown which means nothing
until we say it does.
long after we believed it peculiar
to ourselves, we return to love.
We return to everything
strange, inchoate, like living
with someone, like living alone,
settling for the partial, the almost
satisfactory sense of it.
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