Epilogue to Divorce
I thought you’d only called me up to say
another woman’s living there with you
until beneath those words I heard, we’re through.
We’ve both survived. Let’s put the ghosts away.
My eyes were closed. Deep in a memory
I saw your happiness, no more the grief.
And, when my breath returned, at last relief
– as though I’d been forgiven – came to me.
We spent a few more minutes on the phone,
listening to voices we had listened to
for thirty years. I said good-bye to you,
looked at my lover on the porch alone,
and went to join him. It seemed so fair
to lie together in our hammock there.