"For Nick" by Frieda Hughes (read by Dave Stewart). Poem available in Frieda Hughes' book, "The Book of Mirrors"
For Nick
The sun rises and sets
In spite of your absence,
Oblivious of our separation by death
Or your part in my evolution.
But your shadow remains
As if you never left; its mine now.
I would never have given you up
Except that you were borrowed;
To be returned to the primal clay.
Had I known that each day
Counted you off like fingers
I might have mourned sooner
The idea of impending loss.
It would have eroded
The years I thought we'd share;
That necessary ignorance was bliss
Reassuring me that nothing was amiss.
But you remain alive for me;
I hear you speak as you commit
The mundane actions of a day; you eat; you sleep;
You exist-an echo from the walls
Of every room I occupy.
The recollection of your voice
Plucks at the sinew of the instrument
I have become for you. That music
Argues with the loss of presence
That your ashes signify;
And our sibling shadows dance.
©2010 Frieda Hughes.
beautiful. Thanks.
FoldedPicture 2 months ago
An awesome poem. Thank you for sharing it.
jezebelle1166 3 months ago