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| Seek Me - Dan-ah Kim |
I ask the inevitable:
"How are you?"
Words seem to mean the most
when strewn together in threes
You reply: "I'm starting to be better,
than I was before."
For a few moments, we talk about
how the heart has advanced,
how the months have allowed the heart
to pace again, to beat-beat-beat again
"I've mourned and I've been sad, but
now I have to allow myself to get angry...
but I don't want to be angry."
And I wonder: Is love truer because it refuses
to take the turn toward fury? Or does fury
take the scraps and ashes of memories--
and burn them into a finer way to love?
Written: 6/7/10
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