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Today is the final day of the 2009 November PAD Chapbook Challenge, and the prompt asked for poems about something that will stick with you (or someone or something else). Memorable poems.
Here's the one I wrote for the day:
"The world will worry for you"
Forget speaking in code; forget
telling it slant; here is what happened:
I rose to answer the phone, and then,
lost consciousness. As I lay there,
my breathing grew labored before
stopping altogether. My skin turned
crayon blue; my eyes stayed open.
This is how I've always pictured
my Uncle James when he died alone
on his land in the middle of nowhere.
I still remember grandmother crying out,
"No, no, no," on Easter evening
when my grandfather called. I could
have been found this way, but
Tammy breathed in my mouth, spoke
to my unresponding face. She would not
quit even as I turned less and less
alive. Later that night, grandfather
told us how they found James laying
on his porch with his door open:
"He looked horrible. He looked like
he was in pain." And this is what I can
tell you: I did not feel any pain,
any worry, until I came back to life.
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