Sharon,
this gets under my guard and makes me feel in the presence of a sort of classic
poem of grief.
(I hesitated at the second 'somewhere' and began to try some slight change, eg
using the word 'elsewhere'.)
best from Max
Quoting sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]>:
> grief, my old friend
>
> we walk this familiar path
> snow creaks under our boots
> the river is low
> iced over
>
> this thickening sky
> falls into fog
> our way is hidden now
> we breathe in stars
>
> somewhere the moon
> diminishes somewhere
> the sun spits out
> its brilliant storms
>
> blind here again
> carefully we step together
> this frozen ground sighs
> opens beneath us
>
> *********
>
>
> --
> sharon brogan
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