Poem-a-Yesterday, April 18: a slip between letters

Hi Friends,
My apologies to those of you who spent all day yesterday eagerly awaiting an arrival in your inbox. Here is a "Letter" from Natasha Trethewey to me to you.
Best,
Ellen
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LETTER

At the post office, I dash a note to a friend,
tell her I've just moved in, gotten settled, that

I'm now rushing off on an errand — except
that I write errant, a slip between letters,

each with an upright backbone anchoring it
to the page. One has with it the fullness

of possibility, a shape almost like the O
my friend's mouth will make when she sees

my letter in her box; the other, a mark that crosses
like the flatline of your death, the symbol

over the church house door, the ashes on your forehead
some Wednesday I barely remember.

What was I saying? I had to cross the word out,
start again, explain what I know best

because of the way you left me: how suddenly
a simple errand, a letter — everything — can go wrong.


Poet Natasha Trethewey was also featured for Poem-a-Day April 16, 2009.

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