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He slammed the door
by Liana Margiva → (All Poetry by Liana Margiva)
Monday, July 26, 2021 Rated "G" by the Author.

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Poetry by Liana Margiva
He slammed the door right in her face He knows not - she can’t exist without him. He lived too long without her around, It took her way too long to show up. It took too long for her to find him, She wasted all her life in vainful search. She knows that, yet deep inside her Her heart is weeping, desolate. He slammed the door, His heart is battened down, No tiny nook or cranny for her love. A stranger she remains, in tears drowned, Too long a journey from a distant land. He slammed the door, No need for stranger’s passion, His inner peace he wishes to upkeep. Why stir the heart with trivial confessions? Why wake up something that is fast asleep? Yet, stranger’s heart is wide awake, Refusing to carry on without him around. Its quest has been too long And it is choosing the path of love Now once he has been found. He slammed the door, avoiding complication: Away you go, stranger, disappear. My heart’s in no need of more frustration, I do not want you anywhere near. The stranger goes away, rejected and frustrated Around the Earth her thoughts and feeling roam. Completing circle, they return, unscathed, Right back to him. Her heart accepts no other While he presents his heart to someone else. Away you go, stranger, stop distracting My heart which has no need for someone else, Go find another heart, it may accept you And love you like I love my one and only. He loathes to admit that for the stranger It’s him who’s one and only till the end. But someone’s love and pain is lost on him, She is a stranger, through and through, forever. He can not fathom that no other Would love him deeper than the stranger Who out of his life he shut When in her face he slammed the door. By Liana Margiva Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 31, 2021

I agree that the translation may have lost something. Yet I'm finding this is highly personal. That is you who has come to love late and had the door slammed in your face. I may be wrong. I am wrong quite often. I find this torment difficult to bear. It seems that once he slammed the door that hoping to get back would be worthless. Only in coming to grips with the loss and moving on to other loves, will the writer feel love once again.

Ron

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 27, 2021

A SLAMMED DOOR CAN MEAN A LOT OF THINGS. SOMETIMES FOREVER...SOMETIMES JUST UNTIL THE COUPLE COOLS DOWN. IN ANY CASE...ONLY TIME CAN HEAL; EITHER TO MEND WHAT IS BROKEN WITH BOTH OF THEM SEEKING A RECONCILIATION OR...TO MEND ALONE, IN ORDER TO START AGAIN WITH SOMEONE NEW. SO SAD BUT TRUE IS THE FACT THAT EVERY BROKEN HEART IS NOT NECESSARILY A BAD THING THOUGH IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE THIS WHEN THERE IS A GREAT DEAL OF PAIN AND TEARS. ENJOYED, LIANA, WRITTEN LIKE ONLY YOU CAN. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Corrine Ardoin

You express so well the pain of loss in a love relationship. I can almost hear the sounds, the crying and pleading, the door slamming shut. Wonderful!

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on July 26, 2021

How I wish I could read this in the original Russian and understand it. Translations may be good, but they can never capture the true essence or a piece of writing, especially a poem. I love your use of the word stranger and the repetition of the slamming door. Most effective, even in English.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

What a painful poem! And so well expressed! I believe we all had gone through this at one point or another in our lives.

Love lost is always painful. I've been there myself too. He didnt shut the door, he just openly dated my girl friend. I understood his message and let them both go.

Sandie