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Stephie
stephanie anderson
United States, TN, Clarksville

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Sleeping with Anna

"since I can't have love, and I have no peace, allow me a bitter glory" ~Anna Akhmatova

With dark hair she falls empty
on the pillow beside me. She
bares me the thin of her body;
Tonight, Anna is my mistress.

I turn to her, a woman
better than beautiful -
I turn to the turning of her leaves.
And from me, she will never leave.

I cut a lock of grey from my hair,
and turn the lock of my door
to shut the noise of footsteps
and men from my home.

Tonight, I am not sad,
Tonight, the quiet stirs my soul.

Love became a charming lie last night,
stuck in some man's throat; I waited for its clear.
And I wait still. But tomorrow -
I will wait no longer
I will fit my arms slowly
into another man's coat.

Still, for tonight, I am Anna's alone.

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Louise Comment by: Louise - 2007-11-14 14:28
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"she bares the thin of her body...better than beautiful" Beautiful. No other words so I'll not waste them by trying to say more than that. Just beautiful.
aprilmayed Comment by: aprilmayed - 2007-11-10 14:04
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After my first reading of this poem, I felt so alive, and so hopeful. I felt as if you had walked into my brain and killed away all of the doubt, anxiety and fears that had been surrounding me for ages. I hope that these feelings will return to you, no matter what you are dealing with now. All things must end eventually, and the ending of those things can lead to even better, more extraordiary things, such as this poem.
matyadio Comment by: matyadio - 2007-11-10 02:09
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darling
thanks for addining me to your readers list

very lyrical poem
affectionate
sentimental
playful
lock - hair
lock - door

I love the word play

the poem leaves a pleasant aftertaste of love, desire and tangible rootage

x

m.d.
vampirina Comment by: vampirina - 2007-11-09 22:45
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This is beautiful. There is a tenderness in the poem and the sense of stillness adds to the sensuality that this piece exudes. The image of 'Tonight, I am not sad/Tonight, the quiet stirs my soul' shows this perfectly. Another great piece of poetry.
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