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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 11, Number 1, March 2017

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Vijay Joshi
Monroe Township, New Jersey, USA


The Deed is Done, The Doers Undone

Every morning, writing pad at hand, I sit in my favorite lounge chair and savor my first cup of coffee. This morning, I hear muse whispers. After summoning the right words, I begin to compose a new poem. My muse questions the tone, the tempo, and the rhythm of the poem. I love my poem, she doesn't. After fiery arguments, failing to convince me to make changes, furious and fuming, she storms out. Undeterred, determined to finish, I decide to continue, but feeling quite empty and frustrated, halfway through the poem, I am stumped.

Unable to go on—to rethink, to recharge—I go jogging. Along the roadside, I am shocked to find her bleeding body as she draws her last breath. Can this accident be the result of her irrational and erratic behavior provoked by our earlier confrontation? Blaming myself for her death, with a heavy heart, I return home. A sense of helplessness takes over. Everything becomes pitch black. Suddenly—stunned, confused and dazed—I wake up gingerly as...

she whispers...
hurry up
I don't have all day


Note: Title is from Shakespeare's Macbeth.

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