Perhaps, and Yet

speckled green eyes and calloused hands
focal points to his form
an achromatic shadow that looms

the realization comes with foreign touches
with his sharp intakes of the winter air

he dismantles every fragment of
my being shattered on damp pavement

he lets his footsteps echo as he
exits

and yet

perhaps
a different night
I’d have succumbed through dinner
allured by speckled green eyes dancing
to the flicker of burning candles
captivated by calloused hands flowing with eloquence
with the warmth of his endearments
with the power he wielded
perhaps

and yet
such circumstances were not.

to oblivion I will carry them
speckled green eyes and calloused hands

for the realization came with foreign touches
with his sharp intakes of the winter air

Bitter Wind by Signe Constable

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Related reading: “I Know You Remember” by Christina McRae

Abitha Suthakaran

About Abitha Suthakaran

Born and raised in the city of Markham, Abitha is currently an undergraduate student attending the University of Western Ontario in London, Ontario. Abitha discovered her knack for words at a very young age, much to the annoyance of her parents and peers. Despite her goal to pursue pathology in the future, Abitha thoroughly enjoys writing poetry and non-fiction essays in her free time. Alternatively, she can be found performing in theatre and acapella performances around Ontario.

About Signe Constable

Signe Constable is a Canadian-Bermudian artist currently living and working in Bermuda. She focuses on conceptual portraiture and is constantly striving to show both the oddness and the beauty of being a human.

One thought on “Perhaps, and Yet

  1. Morgan McKayMorgan McKay

    Wow, that’s beautiful!

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