Holes

March 22, 2007 | Leave a Comment

[-poetry-]

This poem explores the most intimate kind of space:
what’s inside us

by Chaphan Paul Trombley

a sixteen inch incision down your breastplate

is a reminder of the day your heart almost stopped.

when they filled your body with holes to feed you,

drain you and allow you to stay a while longer,

to continue to teach and care for your children.

as you did when we you pulled us from our cribs

when we cried or threw baseballs till the night time.

now we are here to help you, surrounding you

with concern and love, glad that you did not leave

a hole that we could not possibly fill.

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© 2005 – 2007 Chaphan Paul Trombley; all rights reserved

The author lives in Detroit with his wife and three children. He writes as much as he can with what little time he has and practices Buddhism with any time left over. He is looking forward to working on his master’s degree and starting a band by this fall. Chaphan says, “My poems appeared in a few publications many moons ago.”

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Published by permission of the author in the July 2005 issue of The Practically Creative Quarterly, theme: space and spaces

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also posted in: Poetry , The Original PCQ, 05-06


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