This morning, I was going through reading and commenting on my backlog of your posts, but this one stopped me on my tracks.
"And now I want to take your pictures down, so that she won’t have to.
I want to hug my children tighter, preserving their shape in a better forever. "
It never occurred to me, what an ordeal it must be for someone to take down those pictures, having lost a loved one. Or to see one of those pictures hanging on some corner when they thought they were finally ready to go out in the world.
You sure know how to strum the strings that tie our emotions.
You've been on a roll lately. Seems like the perfect time to me, for you to finish that book.
I'm seeing this one late, but trying to catch up on what you've been writing here. This is one of my new favorites. Powerful and moving with just the right lyricism, not too much to take away from the visceral topic, but enough to sing. Fantastic piece.
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This is one of your best.
Sometimes local papers print poems, especially if they're topical. If yours does, and if the incident isn't too long ago, consider submitting.
I do believe in this poem. It'll go in a chapbook, someday, at the very least.
Thanks, you.
Sarah was this written from a portion of your reality? My nephew was all over this, in it, on it through it. Been 7 years now this month.
Mark, this one did feel outside of me, somehow. I wish your nephew were here instead of there.
This morning, I was going through reading and commenting on my backlog of your posts, but this one stopped me on my tracks.
"And now
I want to take your pictures
down, so that she won’t have to.
I want to hug my children tighter,
preserving their shape in a better forever. "
It never occurred to me, what an ordeal it must be for someone to take down those pictures, having lost a loved one. Or to see one of those pictures hanging on some corner when they thought they were finally ready to go out in the world.
You sure know how to strum the strings that tie our emotions.
You've been on a roll lately. Seems like the perfect time to me, for you to finish that book.
Yeah, those pictures killed me. Especially after his body was found. I hope that friends of the family were the ones to take them down.
Finish the book? I'll need to be on more than a roll.
To quote from the Princess Bride: "It would take a miracle."
I'm seeing this one late, but trying to catch up on what you've been writing here. This is one of my new favorites. Powerful and moving with just the right lyricism, not too much to take away from the visceral topic, but enough to sing. Fantastic piece.
Wendy, I might take this down soon and try to place it somewhere, but it was worth posting for your comment.
Thank you so much for taking the time. And...Wendy for Mayor!!
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