Tag: Memories
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When old friends die
Insomniac awake all night Three a.m., not a breath of air coming in the open window, not a sound. I lie awake listening to the silence. The cat jumps onto the window sill and stares into the night. She sees things that I cannot see. Suddenly she turns, jumps down and races into the darkness…
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Staying put in the death house
So be it. I stay in this house with the ghosts of my wife and my son and my two brothers. They join me at cocktail hour and we all get drunk.
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Steady as she goes
Rain saves the lawn. Finally, in the words of the lawn guy, a good soaking. Just what the brown grass was thirsting for.
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Still on that balcony in Vancouver
She is long lost in a black oblivion by now. Three years and seven months lost, as of today. And yet I can’t get her out of my mind.
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Michel of the Moor
She supported me while I wrote the Great American Novel, which turned out to be the Not-So-Great Australian Novel.
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What’s the deal with Heaven?
That concept of Heaven would be no fun. One can confidentially say it would be the end of conversation and camaraderie and cocktail hour as we know it.
Mary Saves the Day 