Bridget Fahey O’Brien
Gated Summer
Inspiration piece
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Beyond the Locked Gate
By Annmarie Lockhart
Response
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You always went first through
every opened door, so tell me
about that last one, the one
that’s locked to me. Did you break
into pieces, did you become
a million wandering love spots?
Were you released as a rush
of flakes in a wordstorm?
Did it hurt?
Tell me everything, just like
the time you told me we cry
for every cumulative heartbreak,
not just the one we feel right now.
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I don’t know which of us
is on the outside anymore.
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3 Comments
The picture reminds me of the rooftop of a jail. The poem conjures up the feeling of isolation when two hearts split apart. This is stunning.
It’s an unusual gate, and, interesting that everything looks greener on the other side, making the poem even more poignant because we really never know. Love Annmarie’s words that speak so lucidly of love and longing and inaccessibility. The last two lines are especially poignant. Thank you Annmarie for sharing this beautiful poem! And Bridget for the photo. Love the title “Gated Summer”.
Gosh, this says it all – the beginning, the middle and the end of this relationship. “Did it hurt?” It brings back the accumulation of every hurt, from the death of a loved-one to a “mere” rejection. And WHAT a gate! I found this a powerful partnership.