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Megan Hall
WEDDING
WEDDING
WEDDING
1We tell my dad, we’re getting married.
It’s a strange time, of emotion, and emotion denied.
How do we work it out, this strange new life?
Do what is right for us, find our own way
in the maze of expectations?
We find help from unexpected places.
2
No shade, not even a wisp,
but he raises her, my other parent, his dead wife.
In her empty wedding dress, green sash,
my mother makes her empty presence known,
living in our words, quietly.
For this I’ve waited all my life: those missing, those missed.
© 2007, Megan Hall
From: Fourth Child
Publisher: Modjaji Books, Cape Town
From: Fourth Child
Publisher: Modjaji Books, Cape Town
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WEDDING
1We tell my dad, we’re getting married.
It’s a strange time, of emotion, and emotion denied.
How do we work it out, this strange new life?
Do what is right for us, find our own way
in the maze of expectations?
We find help from unexpected places.
2
No shade, not even a wisp,
but he raises her, my other parent, his dead wife.
In her empty wedding dress, green sash,
my mother makes her empty presence known,
living in our words, quietly.
For this I’ve waited all my life: those missing, those missed.
From: Fourth Child
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