It Was Something But Not Enough

“I feel my failure intensely
as if it were a vital organ”

–Jim Harrison, “Vows”

 

I couldn’t save them

all the children,

but I did what I could

hiding them under blankets,

sneaking them away in coffins

beneath the dead

who didn’t complain,

perhaps grateful for companionship.

I couldn’t save them–

all the children–

and those who lived,

but without parents,

family history erased

save for the ghosts

and the dirge they sing–

survivor’s guilt

they say now,

this feeling

that part of my heart is gone forever.

 

 

This is for Jilly’s 28 Days of Unreason, Day 3, basing poetry on quotations from Jim Harrison’s poetry.

 

 

 

 

 

28 thoughts on “It Was Something But Not Enough

  1. Oh! This is so well crafted and exactly Merril in scope. Love what you did structurally with the punctuation and how that shifts the meanings. You’ve captured that intensity of survivor’s guilt – made me feel it with them. Glorious!

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