Poems and Prose Poems

Invisible Twin: Poem for CCVT Students (2007)

After more than six years of service, I recently resigned from an organization that helps survivors of torture and war. It was a tough decision, and I’m going to miss my students a lot.

I’d like to dedicate the following poem to them. I wrote it in 2007, and it was published in the Winter 2009 edition of First Light Journal: Canadian Centre for Victims of Torture.

Recorded by Sean McDermott at Offaly Road Studio, 2022. Read by the author.

Trauma lives in your skin

an invisible twin,

a script of scars that freeze

silent horror scenes on replay

The demons that stalk you evade photographs

and only you can say where they keep the keys to your cell.

But an attentive friend can apprehend,

around the corners of conversations,

pale threads of the shroud that veils your suffering.

Your shadow reveals his choices

when you sit where you can check who enters the room,

when the words loss, lost, have lost

and death, dead, have died

pitch you into a private hell.

A tragedy we read in The Toronto Star

sets the ghosts to whispering “Remember, remember!”

what you want with all your strength to forget.

Quick to take offense,

your pain flashes out in bitter responses

that the sensible call extreme

but the sensitive know

arise from the depths of your rage

at the cruelty of dogmatists, thugs, criminals in uniform.

Trauma haunts you but also gives courage a voice,

exhaling stories that pull you to the surface,

intact and shining with resilience.

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