The House Hunt
I don't dare hope
this one is it --
But I also don't dare hope
that it isn't.
Heartbreak teaches
you both.
We found our haven,
our middle-aged “us” house,
along with all the signs
that it was meant
for our keeping --
Only to have it all
fall away.
Today we look at another --
(we've been looking
for so long -- )
And when the trapdoor
drops,
when the floor
falls away again,
we will not fall as far --
Ambivalence
our trusty trampoline.
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Martha T. Terrell
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So much can be said in only a few words. You do this beautifully in joy and in disappointment.
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So true! It’s almost like we have to feign disinterest to get what we want (and to protect our psyche). Miss your wisdom, Martha!
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