Susan Bright(pancreatic cancer
4 days and she was gone from us
Zen Bob last Friday
By Monday gone from us
To hold you,we remember
traces of the best of us-
your bravery,smiles,laughter
when ours went West like fires
Embers among us-charred ,black,burnt
Our human homes flamed out
and left us with this hollow husk
Remembrance a hunger
for the milk of human kindness
turns sour with a sense of loss
that cannot be made up
You are gone from us
and we cannot negotiate
with terrorist death
any more than we can sing your songs
or write your life
as you lived it first-
brave and bold and glorious
You are the best of us
We are the rest of us
Hard to be soft enough
to taste this suddenness.
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