My Darling Clementine, poem by Carla Sarett at Spillwords.com
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My Darling Clementine

My Darling Clementine

written by: Carla Sarett

@cjsarett

 

I always get the ending wrong,
no matter how many times,
I get it wrong. Half-awake from Tombstone

dreams. That too-brief handshake.
Clementine ascends into a horse- drawn
carriage for Philadelphia, while

straight-backed and so quiet,
Henry Fonda watches her recede
into the glowing dust.

I always get the ending wrong.

I know better in grim
daylight how it ends.
oh my darling, oh my darling

alone in the dry frontier.

Carla Sarett

Carla Sarett

Carla Sarett is a poet and fiction writer based in San Francisco. She Has Visions, her debut full-length poetry collection is published by Main Street Rag Press in November 2022.
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