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Saturday, January 16, 2010

Saturday, January 16, 2010

In Memory of Guy:
All that is left to one who grieves is convalescence. No change of heart or spiritual conversion, for the heart has changed and the soul has been converted to a thing that sees how much it costs to lose a friend it loved. It has grown past conversion to a world few enter without tasting loss in which one spends a long time waiting for something to move one to proceed. It is that inner atmosphere that has an unfamiliar gravity or none at all where words are flung out in the air but stay motionless without an answer, hovering about one’s lips or arguing back to haunt the memory with what one failed to say, until one learns acceptance of the silence amidst the new debris or turns again to grief as the only source of privacy, alone with someone loved. It could go on for years and years, and has, for centuries, for being human holds a special grief of privacy within the universe that yearns and waits to be retouched by someone who can take away the memory of loss.

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LINDA25427 1/16/2010 1:14PM

    Nice Poem ---sorry about Guy . emoticon emoticon

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