Today's poem is by Kelli Russell Agodon
Praying to the Patron Saint of Saved Marriages
She tells him what she cannot name
how anger tastes as it leaves her lips,
how easy it is to love someone
when he is sleeping,
the sound of rain as it pools
beneath their bedroom window.
There are not enough words for sadness.
Misery and sorrow wait
like the dead in the closets.
Melancholy loiters in the kitchen.
But how does she explain heartache
to someone who has never
washed night from his hair?
She unfolds the words from their corners
comfort and ease tucked under their mattress,
security and compassion piled high
on the bed.
She remembers how quiet their pillows were,
two faces in darkness waiting
for the other to speak.
Copyright © 2007 Kelli Russell Agodon All rights reserved
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