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I grew up rural working class. Much of my work is raw and from experience.
Many stories and poems published worldwide.

2014 Pushcart Prize nominee. (more)


''They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes,
Within a dream.''


Contact: anthonyjlangford2@yahoo.com.au

Poem - What’s in her Name?



What’s in her Name?


Her name was Sarah.
Not her real name.
And I didn’t know it
Before she died.
But I knew her face,
Her form...
As I passed her in the hallways.



I soon began to smile
Developing into a Hello
Gestating into the smallest of small talk
By the coffee machine.
I did not know her name
She was a face
A persona
That I had created
Based on snippets of conversation
And the way she dressed
The way she moved
Her poise by the coffee machine.
In order to find position for her
Inside my realm
I had to create one for her.
Without comprehending it,
She was catalogued.
Later,
After her sudden death,
I began to learn more about her
Starting with her name.
I had never asked her what it was.
I collected snippets
From other conversations
And a more complete portrait emerged.
The way she dressed
And moved
Did not represent what I thought I knew
My realm was false.
I know her name
Her name was Sarah
Not her real name,
But I did not know her at all.




Next week, an entry from the Greatest Written Films.
Soon, A new Video Poem, Sun Drenched Rosy Days.


7 comments:

  1. This is a fascinating poem and says so much about how we view others. I especially like the line "She was catalogued." Very profound.

    Are you ok? I'm a bit worried but will have faith that you are back to good health.

    xoRobyn

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  2. intriguing poem! Indeed, what we see and feel about others is often twisted!

    I'm very concerned about you! Hope you feel better soon! Hugs!

    Arielle.

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  3. I really like this poem - It is true that we often judge people and attribute all these characteristics to them and we don't know them at all.

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  4. Beautiful.. meaningful, almost a little haunting.

    Your work keeps getting better and better.

    Sal x

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  5. Thank you so much for your lovely comments. It's true that we can be wrong about people, no matter how much we judge and profess to know.

    Thank you also for your kind thoughts. I have been sick this week and had a nasty turn on Friday, but then recovered almost as quickly. Thankfully.

    Luckily I write ahead of time or would have been screwed this week!

    ;)

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  6. Awww This is a lovely poem. It just shows how through our curiosity we don't always seize the moment and let it pass and because of this hesitation we fail to get to know people like Sarah. Well written Anthony. I wanted to read more, but alas it is a poem after all...LOL

    Just one thing though - spotted an error. Not sure if it was intentional or not.

    "I had never her asked what it was."

    Think it should read: I had never asked HER what it was.

    Cheers

    Gina :)

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  7. Thanks so much Gina. I not did notice it. ;)

    Fixed now.

    Glad you liked it. Perhaps there is a story in it.

    =]

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