by Emily Tong

she pauses, hesitates you might say for
a moment then, attention achieved, she,
“I have this theory...” remarks.
pregnant pause, this time (you might say), even
glances up at you and stops tracing
lines on the handle of her coffeemug.
you, nodding, feel the glance,
note the pause, the sudden lack
of motion exerted by
your companion’s fingers on such
beverage receptacle, decide
meeting the eyes briefly as
you take a sip of decaf/cream/no sugar
is a satisfactory response and should
not provoke more than you intend to hear.
then again…
she “so. you know how” launches into picturesque
soliloquy, animated and
waving as though
desperately trying to
catch your eyes and wandering you.
you turn to the wordsearch section.
she leans back in her chair, eyes up
and down, seeing.
you glance up again for,
her speech surely is over.
“what do you think?”


Posted on 11/08/2009
Copyright © 2022 Emily Tong

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 11/08/09 at 03:36 PM

..... exceptional.....

Posted by Jo Halliday on 11/09/09 at 09:37 AM

A brilliant way of writing this, and acute observation brought to fruition.

Posted by V. Blake on 09/25/10 at 06:45 PM

"you glance up again for, her speech surely is over. “what do you think?”" This ending was perfect. There was truly no better way for you to bring that poem to a close.

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