Two Poems (devorah major)
devorah major
music of parting
“and if I ever leave you, you can say I told you so” - Donny Hathaway
love’s truth
is not an off-key rant
belted out lines
of demeaning insults
played on an out-of-tune piano
love may, at times, intone
confusion
disappointment
anger
dis
ease
but the tender love
the unbridled, passionate love
the laughter love
the love eager to know
the other as self
is a love
that does not deceive
does not strangle
does not threaten to take
another’s last breath
in its name
there is no music to that song
whatever you might call
your feelings toward me
you may not call it love
backwards reflections
memory becomes a haze of loss
was there truly ever laughter
or was it always growls scowls
acid accusations spat
into once fertile ground
tender spring blossoms
that could not survive
the withering winter storms
were hands held almost everywhere
walking over grassy knolls
across swinging bridges
into sun-soaked music festivals
or was it mostly fists with dry intent
held up to but never quite touching
the cheeks those hands used to stroke
one wants to hold onto
some thin, golden thread
of smile-rich memory
so those years are not only
a shrivel of possibilities
a tremble of betrayal
but reaching back
it is hard to see much
but lead-dripping clouds
before the heady flight
toward freedom
Copyright Credit: devorah major, “music of parting" and "backwards reflections" from Survival & Beyond, Issue 3 / Summer 2025 (Safe Passage, 2025). Copyright © 2025 by Safe Passage. Reprinted with the permission of the author.