“What You See” – On January 12th-13th, 2012

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As followers of this blog know, my beloved father died a little over a week ago, and I’ve been going through various post-death machinations down in Florida where he lived, some difficult, some wonderful, some tedious, some eye-opening.

Here’s a poem written this a.m. (still perhaps a draft):

What You See

When you shut your eyes after the sight
of death, even
contained, the lidded
darkness tells you
to change your life–
”you there.”

You’d think
it would urge self-fulfillment–
all that grandiosity–but no–

“be kind,”
the darkness whispers.

“Kinder,” urges
that depth behind the eyes.

“Try,” it insists.  “Every
single day, every
next day.”

Though you stand in a grey box
of a room, looking out, variously, at a refrigerator
tank and an incinerator’s
portal, you still feel it–kindness–
it’s all you can breathe actually–
as it waits patiently for you to inhale,
inhale again.

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5 Comments on ““What You See” – On January 12th-13th, 2012”

  1. David King's avatar David King Says:

    Beautiful. The last stanza quite remarkable.

  2. Sheila's avatar Sheila Moore Says:

    Inhale the kindness. This is quite beautiful.

  3. brian's avatar brian Says:

    defintiely…when my MIL passed it def opened my eyes to many things that perhaps i took for granted….lovely insights…thoughts for you still as you go through this….

    i used to live in FL…


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