R.M. Dolin, July 6, 2024
Is Love Possible
I made madeleines this morning,
making me think of
the magical way you incorporate citron
into your many wonderful dishes.
These memories I cherish
even more than the sweet
succulence of fresh French pastries
that have long lost their splendor
in the absence of you.
What a weird way to live,
at a juncture where all my hopes,
all my dreams,
depend on someone I hope
loves me as much
as I love them,
if love is ever even possible.
Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Kyle and Isabelle question the existence of love in the face of mounting evidence to the contrary.
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