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April Bernard
April Bernard
Born in 1960, April Bernard grew up in New England, where she...
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The Going

 
by April Bernard

The cloth edge of certainty
has shredded down to this:
God and love are real,
but very far away.
If I go to Istanbul, will I return?
That is not one of the permitted questions.
When I go to Istanbul, how will I bear to return?
I could slip into the small streets
to the high plain and the Caucasus—

It's all alone, the returning,
the going. The cloth,
a soft holland whose blocks of blue and lemon
once cheered me in a skirt,
now dries dishes. God and love
are very far away, farther even
than the mountains in the east.






From Romanticism by April Bernard. Copyright 2009 by April Bernard. Used by permission of W. W. Norton & Company. All rights reserved.
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