On Presents & Presence

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Roberto Fantini

There is a silence
born not of presence
but merely of absence
A time in old age when
heroes of the story retreat
into their private wilderness
and are never heard from again
And there is another silence
born not of one’s absence
but only of his presence
when a heart unwraps
love’s presents given
here in the silence

“When Emil fell away inside himself,
Greta put her forehead to his
and shouted: ‘Vi traeffas hos Gud.”
What she said was untranslatable.
She could have meant they would meet somewhere
or in the earth
where humans decay faster than dolls,
where the happiness of trees begins.” ~ Malena Moerling


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to On Presents & Presence

  1. so much to hear in the silence

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  2. The silence of absence and the silence of presence. This is a poem to ponder a bit, Peter.

    Liked by 1 person

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