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Trigorin

by David Garner

Arkadina owns me.
Nina captivates me.
Treplev irritates me.
Masha intrigues me.

Like a dog or a bicycle.
Like a spider or a kidnapper.
Like an ant or a hangnail.
Like a musuem or a dancer.

I can go nowhere.
I think of nothing else.
I try to forget.
I want to know more.

I run lines with her.
I write lines for her.
I wish he didn't write lines for her.
I write lines about her.

She dies on stage.
Our child died.
He killed himself.
She is in mourning for her life.

11/28/2007

Posted on 11/28/2007
Copyright © 2025 David Garner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/28/07 at 09:05 PM

Beuatifully paralleled, the stanzas work line by line as if spoken, definining character's (Chekov's in The Seagull?) emotional relationships, interesting (sometimes) humorous similes, actions, line defining lines, outcomes. Brilliant in form and content, so satisfying, it feels like everything should be so clear, every poem so beautifully formed.

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