[Critique Group 2] Leonard's comments on Brad's sub
Leonard Tuchyner
tuchyner5 at aol.com
Wed Jan 11 10:32:05 EST 2023
Brads sub for December 22
This poem is filled with mystery,
hope,, fear and the question.
Whathappened to the couple after Christmass.
Didthey continue to be together in a different dimension.
Didthey disappear and go their own separateways?
Ithas an erieness that is unresolved.
Thereis a desperation here,
anda hope.
Werethey only ghosts, or were they flesh and blood.
Can you run away from one’s destiny?
Were their memories for real?
They met in
New York City on Christmas day.
Their encounter seemingly by chance
though it didn’t feel that way.
Hand in hand they visited
The tree in Rockefeller Center.
They watched the skaters entwined
in graceful ice dances.
As they walked together
Snow began to fall gently.
They stopped at an anonymous bar
And savored Christmas ales.
Finally she asked:
“Ah, this has been wonderful but whoare you?”
“I am a man bearing
a great burden throughout my life.
I too have not felt so alive formore years than I can remember. But I must ask you the same, who are you?”
“I am a woman lost in sorrow
with her heart broken too manytimes
to ever mend again.
But do you have any idea how it is
that we found ourselves togethertoday?”
“Alas no. I don’t know.
But, does it matter?”
“Yes, because I fear this just
might end with no explanation.”
“If it goes that way,
Perhaps we will one day meet.
somehow, somewhere again!”
“No she said, let us seize the day,out run
our respective fates
and be together forever!”
and so, hand in hand
through city streets they ran!
But when The snow, now swirling
In spiral patterns stopped.
Nothing remained but the city
bathed brightly in a mist,
aglow with Christmas lights.
Leonard I. Tuchyner, Author
https://www.dldbooks.com/tuchyner/
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