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March 1, 2020

 

Dirge

 

I see myself as the dirge

or the slow sad lament

at least

or the song sung melancholic

at this concert of everybodys lives

 

Im told I hear myself different

than Im heard by those around

but still

in the absence of other sound

this is the only melody I hear

 

self-assessment is a poor device

it yields such deceptive evaluation

yet pride

lurks behind anothers praise

 

Ive never learned how to handle that

 


Dirge
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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