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From the Distance of Our Separation

From the distance of our separation I see the whole of which I was a part; I see the way my temper tore your heart, And then the love beneath the laceration,

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sara

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20 August 2006

Author:

Nicholas Gordon

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From the Distance of Our Separation

From the distance of our separation
I see the whole of which I was a part;
I see the way my temper tore your heart,
And then the love beneath the laceration.
I see the landscape shaping our relation:
Your fear that I might choose with little art,
My anger at the dreams you would impart,
The ancient paths that lead to confrontation.
But knowledge needn't linger in regret,
Nor wait upon some wind to clear its sky.
We are none the worse for what is gone.
The moments that I never will forget
Are those whose careless grace must make me cry,
Safe within a heart forever won.

-Nicholas Gordon -

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