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September 29, 2006

is like a ghost
that follows us around
haunting each one
in our turn

we don’t find grief
where we mourn one
and then

it is episodic
every funeral
is filled with
of every other

we mourn collectively
you grieve my loss
and I grieve yours
we say ‘I’m so sorry,’
and we’re thinking of our own loss

no one
wants to go on
but we must
we don’t leave each other behind
but bear silent burdens

we can’t stand in
for another
so we hang our head a little
to feel
and remember

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One Response to “reverberations”

  1. Anonymous says:

    Mike and Stacy,

    Upon recently becoming a mother, my heart, mind, body, soul, thoughts, my everything is permeated with this small wonder of a being. So unique and precious and powerful. In this way, I can only dare, with utter dread and nausea, to imagine your loss. AND your tremendous strength, as you continue to give to Ella, for her needs continue every single moment, day and night. Her sweet sighs, beginning voice, and bounding smiles, at times, must seems like the only sane moments throughout the day. Pema Chodron has said that that true compassion is expressed by honestly and intently daring to feel anothers pain, and through such compassion, there may be hope in sharing anothers burden, marginally lifting another’s sorrow. I do not know if this is true, but it is the only thing I know to do.

    Kate Keith

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