The Details Are poem – Zhivka Baltadzhieva poems | Poetry Monster The Details Are
by Zhivka Baltadzhieva
The details are the most important.
The letter in the pocket, forgotten and unreadable
after laundry and tumble dry,
the gaze I looked through, and passed by,
the voice of the unuttered,
the breath of a field, shaking in instant reactions,
the everyday, and only, face of my mother, who is gone.
The details are what we love.
There are fewer and fewer of them in this civilized word.
Industries, huge amounts of the same nothing.
And not a drop of the other. I was thinking the portrait
of the exhausted little finger of your left hand
in the museum of the most intimate memories,
But someone will reproduce my mind, my heart too,
And I don’t know where to shield you.