IN ANOTHER TOWN
In another town
I would seek you
but you wouldn’t come,
we wouldn’t meet
I would search for you in the eyes
glinting in the streetlamps
their halos mocking,
your smile their penumbra
At coffee tables
I would sit staring
into the bottom of my cup
for patterns in the coffee grounds—
for Tarot forms in the forks and knives
for black mirrors in the convex spoons
And through the window
the mannequin forms
reflect the emblems
of our broken lives
In another town
I would seek you,
but here I find you
in the shattered glass.
Stanley H. Barkan
Notes on "In
Another Town"
Stanley Barkan insists that poems should not need explanation and cannot have an
explanation. They just are.
Stanley Barkan is a passionate proponent of cross-cultural communications.
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