' ' ' ' ' Ordinary Room
D Dónall Dempsey
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Here is the table & chair
of my grief.
Here is the painting
of my sorrow.
Here is the door
that opens(closes)
on no-
-where.
Here is the bed
of my sleep-less-ness.
Here is the mirror
longing to hold
even your passing
reflection.
Here is my army
of books
talking tongueless
in blank pages.
Here is the window
looking out upon
our
parting.
This ordinary room
made ordinary no more
filled as it is
by your absence.
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