Saturday, March 24, 2018

that was 10 years ago/ when we were both alive

that was 10 years ago
when we were both alive
and nobody was going to die
planning and jiving
joking making books
getting into quarrels
with literary figures

today a white bank
of bright snow with
some mud on the top
of your grave the snow
so bright as sun jumps
from behind a cloud
it makes my eyes tear

i never noticed
the wildness of wind
never noticed
how many leaves
never noticed
the depth of sky
never noticed
the tallness of trees

until i stood at your grave


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