sometimes I wonder (revisited)

Sometimes I wonder
if she ever existed.

—found poem

Sometimes I wonder
if she ever existed.
Only a smile now
a gesture
copper hair flashing
she fades even in dreams
phases out
of memory the way she did
returning to Toronto
waving from the car
but turning away tearful after
the driveway like
Pleiades glowing in the night sky
bringing hope and humour
—from us
to that soft receding world
where sisters are strangers
and laughter just an echo
and galaxies are reflections
of loss

That day she couldn’t make change
coins dropped from her fingers
like memories forgotten after sunset
when stars obsessed the sky
and she started smiling
at something whispered
from another destination
just past her shoulder
a familiar gesture
for some of us

She could not comprehend
the loudest of our arguments
for delay
but left impromptu

Nebulae dim near the horizon
we return to our darkening homes

This is a revision of a poem I posted in April 2008.

The voice of the poet

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