Rest Your Soul so Quietly

I still have no words of my own to fill this space.

For now I ask that Laura Munson's Haven* meet my yearlong silence with her touching entry Stop the Clocks.


How do I know that the dead do not wonder why they ever longed for life? - Zhuangzi

*formerly These Here Hills

Per Sempre

Without impatience I'll dream.
I'll bend to the task
That can never end,
And little by little at the tips
Of reborn arms
Succoring hands will reopen,
The eyes reappeared
In their sockets will give light again
And suddenly in tact,
You'll have resurrected, your voice
Will be my guide again,
I'm seeing you again forever.

~Giuseppe Ungaretti

I Have Not Seen You

...but slowly you are
forming above my head, white as
petals, white as milk, the dark
narrow stems of your
ankles and wrists,
until you are always with me,
a flowering branch suspended
over my life.
~ for E.J.T. 1973-2009 &
C.V.O. 1995-2009

from Absent One, by Sharon Olds