JIGSAW PUZZLE |
Issue 16
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The puzzle is the lone survivor of so many.
For some reason, it was saved, if being stashed away in an attic trunk is rescue. He's back from the war, from one pitiful truth to another, scouring through out-of-vogue moments from the past. There it is, beneath musty letters and a decaying wedding dress, a sun-ripened landscape never to be put together again. He can remember being consumed by the picture on the box, a Hudson valley scene, a symmetrical green and blue, and a castle on a hill, sublime, romantic, at an age when he was fearful of those words as spoken but not when patched together. by hand. And here it is, lonelier even than his life, passed down to a non-existent generation, waters stagnant, green hills damp with brown, castle shuttered, no longer to be solved but to be pitied, one thousand pieces plus one. |
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in New World Writing, River And South and The Alembic. Latest books, “Bittersweet”, “Subject Matters” and “Between Two Fires” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Rush, White Wall Review and Flights.
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