Mar. 31st, 2010

To Linnea

Mar. 31st, 2010 12:09 am
When they die, they are not gone -
I think of them, and they live on.
I call to mind their voice, or face,
Reminded by a song or place,
And they live on inside my head -
Still with me, though they are now dead.

Consent

Mar. 31st, 2010 12:59 am
Without No, there can be no Yes,
Unless we hazard our best guess,
Which leaves things in an awful mess.

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