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Poetry | June 2014

Halfway

By Sidney Thompson

again.
I may never,
to see whom
bluest eyes:
see from her
shall never
whom you
Grandma!),
jowls (Hi,
mother’s
great grand-
your sweet
ballooning
the weight
its gold—
ned and lost
before it thin-
uncle’s hair,
hair—your
your flaxen
toes flattening
toes are my
feet with long
those plump
of yourself,
you on top
so I stack
peak height,
years, to your
way, at two
You’re half-

1 reply on “Halfway”

Karasays:
June 26, 2014 at 10:41 am

Wonderful poem–I love the wit of the “upside-down” structure, and how we can read it either direction really. The image of seeing, through your child, a loved one who’s no longer living is moving.

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