Thursday, April 9, 2026

THE ENCOUNTER By Michael Minassian


A woman sits next to me

at the bar, and glances


at my pint of ale.

I hear her say, the same, 


then I turn to her

to say good choice.


But she points to the clock,

you have 30 seconds to recognize me.


Running through several scenarios

from my past, I wonder 


if I slept with her,

or brushed up against her poetry.


One-night stands less embarrassing

than workshop frictions,


collaborative writing,

or open readings.


When I glance in the mirror,

the woman is gone,


her empty glass on the bar.

I never find out who she is.


My past crowded with characters

in the topography of memory,


uncertain landscapes

that belong to someone else.



MICHAEL MINASSIAN is a Contributing Editor for Verse-Virtual, an online poetry journal. His poetry collections Time is Not a River, Morning Calm, A Matter of Timing and Jack Pays a Visit, are all available on Amazon. His collection 1000 Pieces of Time was released October, 2025 by Sheila-Na-Gig, Inc. For more information: https://michaelminassian.com

 


 

1 comment:

  1. A wonderful, strong poem. The last two stanzas are especially powerful.

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