a woman at work innocently asked
and where’s your other brother?
even after ten years I often cannot
bring myself to say he’s dead
so I said Minnesota instead,
which I think he’s probably laughing about
wherever he is or isn’t
saying now that I have one brother
feels false as soon as the words are formed
so there must be a way of counting the dead –
but until I find a math that works,
I have two – although one of them currently
is unreachable somewhere in Minnesota
© Sarah Whiteley
I really did say “Minnesota” though I don’t know what possessed me at the time. And he would be laughing over it, which makes me smile. But I still never know whether to say I have two brothers or one.
Those we continue to love…live on within us…it would seem to me you response reflect such love in a fine verse.
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thank you, Charles – that’s very kind 🙂
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really great writing..
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❤
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My god, Sarah – this absolutely made my heart stop – and then the tears – beautiful and open and honest and wonderful poem. hugs – K
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Beautiful, Sarah, and this brings to mind if someone asked me about my Mom who has passed…I wouldn’t say that I don’t have a Mom because I do. She’s just no longer “with” us. So if I were in your shoes, I would still say “two.” These are only my thoughts and I love your humor through the serious tone…xx
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What slpmartin said
David
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I once overheard this conversation: Q: “Where do you think we go when we die?” A: “Why do you think we have to GO anywhere?”
Authenticity–truth–in a poem is so precious….this one is grand, Sarah
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I like that answer 🙂
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Excellent, easily relate-able.
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