Just came home and got this news. Such an amazing way to start a weekend!
This poem has been in my queue for awhile, awaiting the day when “Remy vs. Remy” was finally settled. And, that is today (will y’all raise a glass my way tonite, my friends? This is truly a moment that calls for commemoration–a time to toast to life-lessons learned)…And as always seems to happen in my life, when one door closes, many more open up on the pathway ahead. I’m turned towards all of those right now rather than looking back…
So, I don’t think John will see this (we’ve done the best we can to disentangle our lives from one another, which includes not following each others’ blogs), but this is for him anyways…a requiem for our relationship, for letting go of the weight of the care and the obligations that followed in its wake.
Ache’s end
My sweet ache
is gone.
Sweet and painful
caramel, honey
in a broken tooth.
You were with me
like a light cold
in the bones,
a rainy day gnawing.
An awareness
that would turn down
to a faint hum
to an edging of static.
This caring
colored my life,
a wine badly fermented
with sugar and vinegar
in suspension.
A body can grow used
to a weight,
used to limping
and find it hard
to learn again
to walk straight.~Marge Piercy
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Have you seen this one?
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16872
oh, I love it Elissa!!
Raising a glass to you right now, Jana, and excited to see all the doors you go through and how your life expands.
Much love, always!
M
and back to you! you are such an inspiration to me…
l’chaim!
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