Hiding My Name in Plain Sight:
. .An Acrostic (Sorta) Sonnet
My Name: in decades hence, searchable on
Ancestry, my hometown’s obituary archives.
Renamed twice by virtue of two husbands.
Yielding parallel lives, circuitous identities
All harnessed by my Mom-chosen Christian
Name. Exotic titles discarded for one
Never-known-to fail in our family, I could
Expect good luck. Rely on the future hope
How, they say, you’ll never completely die
As long as someone continues to say your
Name. Bless you, reminisce. Wavering now.
Not quite sure I want to hang around as
An ache, a loss, even a happy memory.
Names, like breath. Poof. A-ha-bsorbed.
Maryanne Hannan has published poems in numerous journals and anthologies. Her first book, Rocking like It’s All Intermezzo, is forthcoming from Resource Publications. A former Latin teacher, she lives in upstate New York. www.mhannan.com