Jane Cooper’s “The Faithful”

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Jane Cooper’s “The Faithful”

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Once you said joking slyly, If I'm killed I'll come to haunt your solemn bed, I'll stand and glower at the head And see if my place is empty still, or filled. What was it woke me in the early darkness Before the first bird's twittering? —A shape dissolving and flittering Unsteady as a flame in a drafty house. It seemed a concentration of the dark burning By the bedpost at my right hand While to my left that no man's land Of sheet stretched palely as a false morning.... All day I have been sick and restless. This evening Curtained, with all the lights on, I start up—only to sit down. Why should I grieve after ten years of grieving? What if last night I was the one who lay dead While the dead burned beside me Trembling with passionate pity At my blameless life and shaking its flamelike head?

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