Death is multifaceted. It’s not just the fear of non-existence. It’s the fear of suffering, of our loved ones suffering, our bodies and identities being disrespected, and the the burden of our end of life that might weigh on the people we love. Fear of death is not indisputably self-centered; it can be a compassionateContinue reading “Fear of Death”
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A Willow’s Lament
A poem about death: Lose track of the wind On the mirror surfaced lake Christening the sky With clear intent Where is the coffin But sky and earth The heavens, the ornaments And yet in the kitchen, Where life is rebirthed There gathered the women Pottery deep into breakfast Reassuring one another The calm centerContinue reading “A Willow’s Lament”
The End is Near
There is a man clinging to life but not long for this world. His bones are resting heavy as his skin becomes mottled His breath labored His jaw slack His hands are loose fists. The moaning has stopped Ragged breath in Rattling out There is no movement Check. Nothing. Check again. Still. He has beenContinue reading “The End is Near”
Light of Love 