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Emily

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Ghostly image
waits in silence
Ages have passed

Seeing me
she turns
I follow

Tree limbs grope upward
clouds block then reveal
    the moonlight

Dark eyes
sad white lips
Torn dress flutters

Her light passes
    among the trees
crickets chirping
    she is silent

Kneeling at the dark pond
Wet branches drip tears
    through her

I reach out to her
    and touch nothing
she turns
    with sad longing


Looking behind her
    in confusion
The wind (or is it?)
    rustles the bushes

Blocking blows
she tumbles into the water
without a splash


She walks from the water,
dripping,
fetus bawling in her arms

She screams
       as only spirits can
The echoes painful in my heart
In my ears, the death of silence

My eyes adjust
    as moonlight reappears
    between the trees

she is gone


Grandfather goes to the cemetery
first to grandma
then an older tombstone

It says "Emily"
She was fourteen
"She had dreamed of so much"

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(C) Summer '93 Tom Brinck


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