sarah, my fire my smoke

by

Julius Dreyfsandt

surrounded by green-petalled hedges
on an undulating field
while twilight
is approaching

her pallbearers
who she has loved
are stepping through
finely ground gravel
to lay down
her tender resting body
on broken brushwood
her last earthly stay

i also bear
what she bore
in all silence
as she never
asked for it
our tragic chilliness

a muggy wind
incensing her naked body
already stiff
disburdened form external appearance

yet she is like this
the beautiful silent dead
who merges in fire and smoke
the fume
that joins heaven and earth
a bond of eternal pain

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Why don't you look at Easter Thoughts
by: E. Daniel Boudreau
from: Toronto, ON, CA

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