We'd Still Weep
"Is all that we see or seem / But a dream within a dream?" (Edgar Allan Poe)
Quickly, she’ll draw her hand on his arm
before the day’s pencil grey signs his life away
and has her circle her TV pages and shopping deals.
When and where are two people together
who are walking at a different pace?
Maths says A catches up with B, at noon on day 3.
Free they’d still weep but not holding on nor falling
in the ashes of this drowsy caress. We’d avoid
harm and barbed wire in our dreams.
Raw, we’d wake up to all that we saw and all that we seemed.
My hands bleeding hope, your feet on a wire
in disturbed sleep. While I run - while I run!
About the author:
In a former life, Bénédicte Kusendila was a member of the South-African Afrikaans Writers Guild ("Afrikaanse Skrywersvereniging"). She received an M.A. in Germanic Languages, English and Applied Linguistics, from the Catholic University of Louvain and holds an M.Phil-degree in Education and Applied Language Studies from the University of Cape Town. Recently, one of her poems was published in Extract(s). Another one is forthcoming in Aji Magazine.