The Romans put skulls into their love poems. Skeletons and dry bones along with love. As if violet was only beautiful against something black. We also talked of death, I perhaps more than you. It made me happy, to think of the newly dead body being lowered into the coffin of the other. You foundContinue reading ““A Bracelet of Bright Hair about the Bone””
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a year in reading
true, i no longer have a bookstore. but—there’s nothing to say i can’t write a 2017 roundup anyway! here are some books & one-offs i have loved this year each book is linked to indiebound to purchase in yr city no indies near you? many of them ship! or there’s always yr local library ❤Continue reading “a year in reading”
“whoever”
You are not even dead yet. I saw you again this morning in Penn Station. In your disguise. Small, thin, elderly. Dressed haphazardly in unbuttoned layers. With the cane, cap and scarf. Unloved, but not as invisible as you want. I don’t know what to feel. I am glad to see you sometimes. I thinkContinue reading ““whoever””
“the presence in absence”
It is possible to be with someone who is gone. Like the silence which continues here in the desert while the night train passes through Marfa louder and louder, like the dogs whining and barking after the train is gone. linda gregg
