About a year after The Boy had his stroke I read a book called The Year of Magical Thinking, by Joan Didion, written about the experiences she went through after losing her husband. It reminded me of my experience. I was asked many times why I was so optimistic and dogged in my belief that The […]
Month: August 2012
Remindings
Funny how When someone isn’t around They become a kind of Abstract concept. And you have to remind yourself That they are real. And remind yourself of What it was like: To hold them, To kiss them, To whisper to them. But you don’t need reminding of What […]
What Do You Do?
What do you do When every form of communication is closed down? When you cannot call, cannot write, Cannot send a message? When all you want to do Is to hold someone, And cry together. When a hug is not enough, And every approach is rebuffed. You leave a lamp on In the window.
The Intimacy of Imperfection
This is something I saw today. Worth a look. The Intimacy of Imperfection.
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If only the sun wouldn’t rise tomorrow. If only the sun wouldn’t rise tomorrow. If only the sun wouldn’t rise tomorrow. I lie half awake, half asleep Thoughts that become dreams And the sun rises.
Night
Night. I think of you Alone in your bed. And I want hold you, embrace you, enfold you Inhale your sweet scent! Comfort you. Then I dream. You are in all my dreams. And always, in the background, Is the sound of the ocean. I wake up. Alone, still.