My Poem “Recognition” appeared in the Spring 2024 issue of the Main Street Rag
Recognition
Sometimes in the middle of the night
you wake up after a dream
about the brother you never had.
He’s taller than you
and has a greying moustache,
with a passing resemblance
to the rest of your family.
Perhaps he’s the child
who was never born,
meant for another life
like the rain too slow
to catch the changing tide
or the tree on the edge
of the forest hidden in darkness,
the place the lost gather—
a world like ours, close by
yet distant like sleep
bumping you awake in the night.
© 2024 Michael Minassian
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