• For Mary, who is gone

    Bob Kealing Posted On September 25, 2013
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    February, 1986

    for Mary

    Twenty-five years
    spilling ink
    and there are no words.

    None.

    Or the wrong words.
    They would be angry,
    these words,
    and blind fury
    is no substitute
    for a smile
    borrowed from Da Vinci,
    now stolen.

    Insurgent strangers
    in an empty room,
    one slender smile
    the only balm.

    Another millennium.
    Amid the quiet clutter
    the numbers subtract
    to goodbye.

    The only words, then:
    Thank you.

    — grant alden




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