tragedies

Nothing if not
complex, this Electra,
but whose?
Sophocles’? Euripedes’?
O’Neill’s? Giraudoux’s?
or the daughter of
a wise and gentle merchant
who told his child
when she was twelve,
with hair as black
as mourning, “I know
you love me,
but you really must
find someone else.”

Estha Weiner
“tragedies” is from the collection Transfiguration Begins at Home (Tiger Bark Press, 2009), and also appeared in The Same, Vol. 8, #1.