Maureen Hynes
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Poison doesn’t kill
you overnight
when you sip it slowly –
you forget the sting
of a bee
on the back of your hand
and marvel, instead
at its lightness of being –
you shed tears
for eulogies of strangers
merely half a cup of grief –
forget to mop the saltwater
bonfire of your own
unswallowed fears –
This poem is in part inspired by the title of Milan Kundera's post-modern novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and in part by the photograph, entitled Still Life (1908) by Adolf de Meyer.
I have also used a selection of 5 words from the poem, The Horses, the Sorrow, the Umbilicus by Maureen Hynes and featured in Sherry's Wordy Thursday
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