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McAnthonyContemplative

I'm slowing down my pace, for walking towards the future. I'm trying to stand my ground but life keeps moving on. I can't stop time. I can't stop life. I can't stop walking, but I can try to make the walk last. I'm walking hand and hand with you with a smile my on face. I'm so close to you but I feel so far from you. I'm starting to forget you face. I'm starting to forget your name. I'm starting to move on. Then suddenly I'm not holding on to your hand anymore. I've turned one way, while you turned the other. You're gone and I don't care. I'm moving at my own pace trying to comprehend what's going on around me. Then suddenly a new hand grabs mines, and we begin to walk hand and hand. I have a new love. I have the same feeling but for another. My old memories fade. While a new one replaces them. I ask myself. What the hell has happened? What the hell is this? Who is this person? Why did I love you? Was I blind? Why am I crying, while smiling? I ask these question to myself, when I already know the answer. I've moved forward, old to new. The next day is a new one, and that's a day without you.

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McAnthony's poem follows a speaker through the end of one love and the start of another, using the image of walking hand in hand. At first the speaker tries to slow down and make the walk last, as if lingering could keep time from moving. But the closeness doesn't hold. The speaker feels near and far at once, then forgets a face and a name, and finally lets go of the hand without quite noticing.

What stands out is how little drama there is. "You're gone and I don't care" sounds almost startled, and a new hand soon takes the old one's place. The questions that follow, "Who is this person?" and "Why did I love you?", read like confusion more than anger. Crying while smiling captures the mood well: relief, guilt and sadness mixed together. The plain, repetitive lines ("I can't stop time. I can't stop life.") give the poem a quiet, accepting tone. By the end, the speaker knows the answer and simply steps into a new day.

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