"Prelude to Lying About My Ex-Husband"

"Prelude to Lying About My Ex-Husband"

"Prelude to Lying About My Ex-Husband"

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Oct. 29 2002 11:46 AM

Prelude to Lying About My Ex-Husband

Listen to Laurie Blauner reading this poem. There is silence in the restaurant. Although silverware unleashes itself against plates. Waiters continue their panicked dance, even patrons are moving their defenseless lips. A marigold petal stops falling,

halts its flirting with thin air. I take a deep breath,
distinguishing fish, a little butter, wine, a candle's
slow burn. He resembled shadows left by light
across our pre-war furniture, disorganized, re-

arranged, hardly there. I'd said I do to a veil.
No more to the lines edging my face. Perhaps we began
with forgetting, then remembered. Perhaps our lives
drifted like overheard casual conversations. I'm done

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with this salty soup. She said what? Sometimes
we are too alone. Did you leave him? my friend asks.
There is no sound. Until a woman whispers to her companion
they're trying to pass these plates off as real china.

Laurie Blauner's fourth book of poetry is called Facing the Facts. Her first novel will be published this fall. Her poetry has appeared in the Nation, the New Republic, American Poetry Review, Poetry, Field, and many other magazines.