Sunday, July 22, 2012


Today is the one-year anniversary of my little friend and godson Ezra's death.  I went to a reading given by the poet Taylor Mali this week, and this poem made me think of him.

Remember Me From Now

If for years before I die,
I linger and wither and forget
myself, like the old apple tree
in the orchard I cannot bring myself
to fell; if sadness or some other cancer
has spindled me to breaking;

then add that blue future
to the list of reasons to remember me
as I am now, bursting in my glee,
in love with this day, this forest,
and these trees, these dark
and lovely trees.

--from The Last Time as We Are (2009)

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