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"Confirmation" by Marie-Andree Auclair


wait!

wait for me, wait up

I may be late

wait, don’t rush me.


your game:

I wait

we’ll meet

later

not just yet

you’ll arrive

as soon as…

you set a new time.

so I’ll wait

I play the game.


Thus waiting

is my recurring gift

to you,

the proof

that you have been waiting for,

that you are worth

the wait.





Marie-Andree Auclair’s poems have found homes in many print and online publications in Canada, the USA, UK, Ireland and Australian, most recently in Bywords; Flo Lit Magazine; and forthcoming in Blue Lake Review; The Sierra Nevada Review; and Blue Line Review. She lives in Canada.


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