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“We saw to the edge of all there is -
So brutal and alive it seemed to comprehend us back.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
So brutal and alive it seemed to comprehend us back.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
“There was no point saying, You mustn’t feel responsible. Of course she felt responsible. Denying her regret would be like denying her loss.”
― Nine Perfect Strangers
― Nine Perfect Strangers
“What happens between us Happens in darkness, vanishes Easy and often as each breath.”
― The Colossus: and Other Poems
― The Colossus: and Other Poems
“So why do we insist
He has vanished, that death ran off with our
Everything worth having? Why not that he was
Swimming only through this life--his slow,
Graceful crawl, shoulders rippling,
Legs slicing away at the waves, gliding
Further into what life itself denies?
He is only gone so far as we can tell. Though
When I try, I see the white cloud of his hair
In the distance like an eternity.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
He has vanished, that death ran off with our
Everything worth having? Why not that he was
Swimming only through this life--his slow,
Graceful crawl, shoulders rippling,
Legs slicing away at the waves, gliding
Further into what life itself denies?
He is only gone so far as we can tell. Though
When I try, I see the white cloud of his hair
In the distance like an eternity.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
“I didn't want to wait on my knees
In a room made quiet by waiting.
A room where we'd listen for the rise
Of breath, the burble in his throat.
I didn't want the orchids or the trays
Of food meant to fortify that silence,
Or to pray for him to stay or to go then
Finally toward that ecstatic light.
I didn't want to believe
What we believe in those rooms:
That we are blessed, letting go,
Letting someone, anyone,
Drag open the drapes and heave us
Back into our blinding, bright lives.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
In a room made quiet by waiting.
A room where we'd listen for the rise
Of breath, the burble in his throat.
I didn't want the orchids or the trays
Of food meant to fortify that silence,
Or to pray for him to stay or to go then
Finally toward that ecstatic light.
I didn't want to believe
What we believe in those rooms:
That we are blessed, letting go,
Letting someone, anyone,
Drag open the drapes and heave us
Back into our blinding, bright lives.”
― Life on Mars: Poems
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