Editing myself – Jewels from SOUND BEFORE WATER

Grief is as sure as love. This poem which is included in SOUND BEFORE WATER (UST Publishing House, 2013) came to mind when I heard of a friend’s loss. Today I decided to take out the final line. In the book it still ends with “Grief is nothing but a shadow.”

Jewels

She closes her eyes.

A picture book world

propped up by her left foot

against tree bark

collapses.

Light rain,

silent, reawakens

paintbrush colours,

landscapes on paper.

Tiny drops,

jewels, gather

on her hair, eyelashes.

There are moments

that linger,

she remembers.

Her hands trace the damp

skin of trees. Remnants

gone beyond touch.

-o-

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