October 18, 2012

Anyone else but you

Wasn't it terrible that most of their energy was devoted not to doing things together,
but rather in devising ways so that they could have some time alone;
she doing the groceries so that he could go running in the park, or vice versa,
so that she could browse in a book-store and get her nails done ?

And wasn't it terrible, how much she looked forward to these moments,
so much so that even a ride by herself on the subway, was the best part of the day ?

And wasn't it terrible that after all the work one put into finding a person
to spend one's life with, even in spite of missing the person,
as she missed him night after night, that solitude was what one relished most,
the only thing that, even in fleeting, diminishing doses kept one sane ?


  1. Reminds me of Philip Larkin's poem WANTS:

    "Beyond all this, the wish to be alone:
    However the sky grows dark with invitation-cards
    However we follow the printed directions of sex
    However the family is photographed under the flag-staff -
    Beyond all this, the wish to be alone."

    You make me think!

  2. Yes, it's quite terrible. But your uncanny ability to tap into this so deftly is nothing short of magnificent.

  3. I don't know what to say. Just know, that your writ is read. And deeply appreciated.


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