They found her
next to the hull
of the broken boat.
This is the way
it is to be
a wound:
she could not bear
at all to be touched.
How do you live
afterward
with the weight
of so much loss?
Spectral tongues
unfasten from trees;
each nick
in the bark
deepens the sheen
of night.
[LAG-other-response url=”https://www.vianegativa.us/2015/11/paris-beirut/” title=”Via Negativa: Paris, Beirut”]