Einstein's Wife
the letters arrive almost daily = still crisp from their travels
{London + Vienna + Paris}
and she s/its every one open with a whetted kitchen knife not the pearl-handled letter-opener he gave her last September with her initials calligraphied"E.E." on its filigreed cusp
a tender script heavily inked = words thoughtfully chosen
tamed beasts of burden that carry the weight of his lust
for her = once his darling mistress
now his accommodating wife
and the unsecreted "unwanted" others
{Mrs. L + Mrs. M + Margarita} who multiply
{her 20-year-old daughter, his next step, maybe?}
the Mrs. knows E likes L's aggressive posturing
the lady of the house sees E succomb to M's docile compliance
his better half reads that E is smitten with Margarita's full pout and tight ass
still they are not not not her equal
and what of his infidelity, relatively speaking? these candid epistles are not confessions they are revelations for his chosen Magdalene weightless sacrifices she is willing to make to kiss the feet of genius and quiet him in her skirted lap
the knife however she does not return to the drawer when she is finished reading the letter finished folding it twice and tucking it gently into the aero-postaled envelope finished placing it in her high holiday hat box with the others
the knife
she slips
into the
pleated folds
of her
pocket fingering
its thin
edge welcoming
the cut
(gracious hostess
that she
is) which
reassures her
that she
still bleeds
{London + Vienna + Paris}
and she s/its every one open with a whetted kitchen knife not the pearl-handled letter-opener he gave her last September with her initials calligraphied
a tender script heavily inked = words thoughtfully chosen
tamed beasts of burden that carry the weight of his lust
for her = once his darling mistress
now his accommodating wife
and the unsecreted "unwanted" others
{Mrs. L + Mrs. M + Margarita} who multiply
{her 20-year-old daughter, his next step, maybe?}
the Mrs. knows E likes L's aggressive posturing
the lady of the house sees E succomb to M's docile compliance
his better half reads that E is smitten with Margarita's full pout and tight ass
still they are not not not her equal
and what of his infidelity, relatively speaking? these candid epistles are not confessions they are revelations for his chosen Magdalene weightless sacrifices she is willing to make to kiss the feet of genius and quiet him in her skirted lap
the knife however she does not return to the drawer when she is finished reading the letter finished folding it twice and tucking it gently into the aero-postaled envelope finished placing it in her high holiday hat box with the others
the knife
she slips
into the
pleated folds
of her
pocket fingering
its thin
edge welcoming
the cut
(gracious hostess
that she
is) which
reassures her
that she
still bleeds
posted by Yasmin Waring at 7/12/2006 08:55:00 AM
4 Comments:
Looks like you have got those million monkeys working hard out.
So tell me, is one of your degrees in physics perchance?
Love this site as well.
Cheers
Glenn
I am inordinately fond of this poem - I return often for frequent readings but that is me being self-centerd. So now I must take the time to part the curtains and tell you how fragile and filament like this is and how it oozes resignation. Thanks also for this quiet spot from which to watch this event.
Your praise is very touching Russell. And encouraging. I am so pleased you like this spot atop my tower.
I was moved by a recent article I read about his daughter releasing correspondence that revealed his many "liaisons" and his wife's acquiescence, I guess is the best way to put it. I was compelled to write about her daily dilemma with this issue.
right you are.
and the last stanza is "squared"
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