Trying to Carry On
After his wife of 60 years died,
the one with whom he’d raised
two sons, he lived alone for a few
empty months and then drove
to Tennessee to his wife’s cousin
who could have been her twin–
bleached blond, long polished
nails and the same soft drawl
and after a while married her,
brought her back to the empty house
and tried to carry on the old life
as best he could.
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…as best he could.
We do what we have to do.
yep
love the details of the “twin” — they help us see this couple and the kind of life they had and will have.
yes
very powerful poem.
Thank you
Wow. I was hoping when he drove to TN, he wouldn’t do what I thought he might, but then “after a while” he does, and why wouldn’t he? Such a powerful poem
Thank you Liz
Yes, this is a most explicit way to try to continue one’s life. I love the fingernails. Great image.