Posted in Personal, tagged Grief on February 28, 2008 | 2 Comments »
From today’s Writers Almanac
Riveted, by Robyn Sarah from A Day’s Grace: Poems 1997-2002.
It is possible that things will not get better
than they are now, or have been known to be.
It is possible that we are past the middle now.
It is possible that we have crossed the great water
without knowing it, and stand now on [...]
Posted in Personal, tagged Fall Down On Your Knees, Grief, Heidi Anderson, writing on February 27, 2008 | 4 Comments »
We are moving forward from Heidi’s death, slowly. Two steps back, half a step forward. We spent the last few days remembering her, watching movies, looking at photos and using a lot of tissues. Last night, J and I drove to a wildflower preserve out in the Columbia Gorge and we said goodbye to Heidi. [...]
Posted in Personal, tagged Beauty or Flight, Grief, Heidi Anderson, Writer's Almanac on February 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Beauty or Flight, by Denver Butson
Posted in Personal, tagged Grief, Heidi Anderson on February 25, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Nothing
Nothing sings in our bodies
like breath in a flute.
It dwells in the drum.
I hear it now
that slow beat
like when a voice said to the dark,
let there be light,
let there be ocean
and blue fish
born of nothing
and they were there.
I turn back to bed.
The man there is breathing.
I touch him
with hands already owned by another world
Look, they [...]
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