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Donde Tú Duermes

For Anthony Minghella
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The train had left Atherton,
the trees brushed past my window.
I was going to San Francisco
to acting class, to Rachel,
and how Alan helped word her.
That’s when you told me
I was angry.
You had such a way of putting it,
of holding space for it to be.
You said anger was like tunnel vision,
you can’t see the bigger picture
when you focus on what you can’t change.

You have an angel’s hammer, Ant.
And so, you drove it home:
Do you know how many people
are angry at me
because I’m dead?

I turned my inner eyes at you
I wanted to see what you were seeing.
Past the screenplay you wrote,
past the forgiveness you’d known about.
You showed me an expanse of light
that was full
of things waiting to happen.
We want you to have all that, you smiled,
and be happy.

Donde Tú Duermes was last modified: April 6th, 2015 by Maria Costello

4 Responses to "Donde Tú Duermes"

  1. Daphne Shapiro  Friday, July 5, 2013 at 13:54

    Fine poetry. Thanks for sharing this here.
    I think you are one of the first poets to join Angie’s from the start.
    Keep it up, and I shall always follow.

  2. Maria Costello  Friday, July 5, 2013 at 20:19

    Thank you for your kind words and support, Daphne! It means a lot. xo

  3. Andrew J. Sacks  Monday, July 8, 2013 at 22:05

    Fine work, Maria–and assisted, as always, by the perfect graphic chosen by Angie and staff. Excellent!

  4. Maria Costello  Monday, July 8, 2013 at 23:23

    Thank you, Andrew! I agree that the image chosen by Angie & staff beautifully conveys the mood of the poem. Many thanks for your support.


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