Monday, November 07, 2005


Your absence has gone through me
Like a thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

— W. S. Merwin

Merwin, W. S. "Separation." The Moving Target. New York: Atheneum, 1979. 9.

This is a beautiful poem. I fell for it the day I read it at Melancholetta, sometime in April. Separation has been haunting me for quite a while now.


biju said...

omg, that's lovely. poignant.

reNUka said...

hi biju! welcome home... :-)
yes. it is in fact, heart wrenching.