Ends Of The Earth

Written for:  Poetic Asides and Poets United-Distance and Absence

He thought he would go
to the ends of the earth,
surely a dearth of reminders
would exist in a remote place.
Yet, her face haunted him.
Each cloud bore her countenance,
she was carved into every tree.
He waited for time to pass,
and make her a distant memory.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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12 Responses to Ends Of The Earth

  1. Susan says:

    Distance, for me, has always accented absence rather than put it out of mind. Your poem makes that so clear.

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  2. oldegg says:

    Even time does not co-operate in memory loss. I find I can remember people from 50 years ago but not my present neighbor’s name! The grey matter is quite selective.


  3. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    This is soo beautiful! ❤

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  4. gillena says:

    Question: is presence merely a physical thing, this and many more thoughts provoked here

    much love…

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  5. Jae Rose says:

    Made me think ‘you can never leave yourself behind’ no matter how deep into the forest we go.. we perhaps falsely assume ‘losing’ the one we love is synomous with forgetting – often the opposite happens no matter how far we flee.. as your poem reminds us of quite beautifully

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  6. Sometimes we cannot escape those memories…they fade with time even if we don’t want them to.


  7. Sumana Roy says:

    “Each cloud bore her countenance, / she was carved into every tree.” beautifully expressed….

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    How beautiful!

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  9. C.C. says:

    If someone is carved into every tree, then perhaps even the passing of time cannot make her a distant memory! Such lovely imagery 🙂

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