Ann Fisher-Wirth – Ⅱ
Answers She Did Not Give to the Annulment Questionnaire
(After 14 years of marriage, 22 years of divorce, he wants an
annulment)
annul: to bring to nothing; to do away with; make of no effect;
invalidate; make null and void; cancel. Ad, to + nullum,
nothing, neut. of nullus, none. Syn. see abolish.
See me, a girl
school dress
fog
organdy curtains
now I bite the polish
that has strayed beyond my nails
ignoring my mother, keeping her company
soon I’ll be told to set the table
every night
unpack the food
dry the dishes
clean my room
But this
is the not-yet*
About a boy
I wanted so much
we married
*
A boy and girl
entering the restaurant at Manka’s Czech Inn
at Inverness by the water where they
could afford two nights’ honeymoon, blushing,
dressed to the teeth,
scraping every bit of flesh from their grapefruit
*
At first
years later
it made me wonder
I assumed
and how two
ever know what is feeling
*
A girl by the freezing altar vowing
this would be her husband for always,
this would be her Church for always,
even if she was wrong, even if it came
to doors slammed and her locked outside
in the rain, and the children crying
*
So crazy
about being his wife
insisted on ironing his boxers
*
Too poor to buy a bed,
we jammed twin beds side by side
but one was higher,
so we slept stairsteps
like drifting-apart rowboats
*
I called it separation
he called it
writing his dissertation in the mountains
*
You have your secrets too,
but I will never
see you nor
the lines around your eyes,
bitten fingernails, pores
inflamed with drink, or the kindness
that keeps you lingering
wondering
over this questionnaire—
Never see
what he wrote about me—
What do I call you—
Fathers? well, Fathers,again it’s daddy watching
from the sky
as my high school boyfriendstrokes my thighs
in the warm back seat
of his souped-up Chevy*
No and again
No
*
But don’t you think
sometimes God works in us through
fevered fleshed imagination—
*
I used to wish
we would die in 24 hours
and then what would be
the point of silence? What if
I could stand naked
before him, soul-naked,
tinged with fire,
what if I could tell him what would save me?
*
I am not
yet I hurt them
They were out—he said
Come get your things then
I stood there in the kitchen
A voice said, Do it now, die—
*
That girl
even then
oh pity
oh pity them
*
The bridge and groom we were
long ago—if I could
pass my hands before their eyes—
bring them peace—the tall boy
in the rented tux, the girl with her wings
of hair and the loopy lace
on the white satin bodice—
*
I tear the papers, I have no
answers for you, Fathers
but I have two prayers
*
Make to nothing now the path that led
to the house next to the chicken farm
in Upland, California. And the rocks
and thorns in the chaparral, the yuccas
flourishing their white candles on the mountain
where that man my first husband guided his
black cycle carefully down the winding road—
make them to nothing and my arms around him.
Cancel his birthday lasagnas and cakes,
the salads we ate with our hands
on the porch steps, cancel the ears of corn
we gnawed, slick to the elbows in butter and garlic.
The pomegranates’ scarlet star-shaped flowers
outside the window where I lay
suckling my baby son, July so hot
I could barely move—make them of no effect,
erase the pattern of leaves through glass,
the tracery of light and shadow.
To…nothing, neuter, of nullus, none.And explain that, Fathers,
to the children of this marriage?
*
Make to nothing my self-hatred,
strangler fig, stone, let me
open my hands and let the river
run through them at last, let the cold current
move through me, over me. Cancel
my guilt cancel
his fist through the wall cancel
my children rocking on their beds
the first night I was not there. Cancel
every instant they would vanish
down airport corridors
at the end of school vacations cancel
their airplanes rising let me
magick them back into the sprung night let them
know my love let me
even now cradle them.
As for him let him
die not thinking of me not
hurt by me not
wanting any longer any stray hair
or thumbprint scrap of lace recipe chant
charm or croon that was my passage
through his world. Abolish make nothing
invalidate if that is what he wants.
Let him kneel
with his wife at the altar.