BY W.S. Merwin
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
I think that this one is talking about how after someone has left this persons life itβs really affected how they can live, because it was all consuming. And this separation or absence has taken over their actions and itβs gone hand in hand with what theyβve done in their daily life. I like how this poem compares absence like thread through a needle because I can see that comparison because when you stitch something it stays there, always showing.
