Reciprocity?

I may think of you
all the time,
but it doesn't mean
I need you.

You were a part of my life
I never thought I'd have,
so I guess it's OK to miss you.

I know reciprocity
is in doubt,
but why should
it matter now?

You were there,
I know you were.
You were where
I hid away.

But now you have
brought me out
into the open,
and you're not
here to stay.

(Itajaí,07 June,2009)

by Melanie Walendowsky Baker

Comments (8)

Love this poem! First encountered it as sung by Loreena McKennitt on her The Mask and the Mirror album...hauntingly beautiful rendition, and absolutely faithful to the text except for repeating the first verse as a chorus at the end.
Another fine Yeats write......Enjoyed!
Now here is an image written by a master- - - - There, through the broken branches, go The ravens of unresting thought; Flying, crying, to and fro, Cruel claw and hungry throat, Or else they stand and sniff the wind, And shake their ragged wings; alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all unkind: Gaze no more in the bitter glass. Great poem. Thanks for sharing it here.
The flaming circle of our days. So poignant and timely. Look not upon despair and then despair. Look upon the chaos and find the good, or wither away in hopelessness.
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