To
someone of a Goth sensibility like myself, revenant will suggest a ghostly or
animated corpse returned from the grave, the word being derived from
the Latin reveniens (returning). But these ghosts or now empty
shells may be metaphorical, not just supernatural. The word echoes Mary
Coughlan mourning Whisky Didn’t Kill the
Pain, particularly the line. “If you had stayed with me my fiery lover/
Together we’d be embers in my brain.” Not just a lament for what was, but what could
have been. “Revenant” manifesting as the shell of a future long lost.
Deep in her Eyes
is based on the accompanying sketch which I did some thirty years ago and physically based
it on a photo found in a student magazine. But its sub text is one most of us
will recognize. To love and lose, then later realize what was really lost.
Deep
in her Eyes
Down
in the wine bar
A
girl I once knew
Alone
in a corner
She
waits for a man
“Come
by my side
It’s
been a long time”
This
change disturbs
What
form are you?”
Back
to her place
Drinks
with no care
What
did life deal?
My
revenant lover
Charm
on the stairway
She
turns and smiles
Her
ghostly whisper
“I
know you so well.”
Barry
McCann
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