Spring 1981 • Vol. III No. 2 PoetryApril 1, 1981 |

What Has Become of Them

Somewhere back in the lost place, you're still repeating The same partial, uninspired replies to the girl Who looks out the diner window in despair, And your mother still wipes her eyes, still walks away From the grave of her daughter, And your dead father still searches for a house Where bad thoughts can't force the door. Once you thought these ventures finished, Crumbled to powder, blown away. Now you know They go on elsewhere as they were, unheard, invisible, As the stream found in the woods, breaking on the rocks In white water, continues to break after you've gone. The sea wall washes away; the tree blows down In the summer storm. But you still wake in the house That burned to the ground years back And turn to the arms of your young wife In fresh joy, as if your differences were a dream. These moments are far now, farther each day, But at night you make it to the town they live in And watch them at their lighted windows As they lose themselves in their parts With th

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Carl Dennis has published numerous books of poetry, including House of My Own (1974), The Outskirts of Troy (1988), Meetings with Time (1992), Practical Gods (2001), for which he won the Pulitzer Prize, and Callings (2010).

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