• grief

    lenten journal: borrowed

    by  • March 6, 2016 • grief, lenten journal, poetry • 2 Comments

    Tonight, as I went on a relatively futile search for words of my own to share, I found some words by others I am going to borrow tonight. These are not easy poems because they name grief quite well, and in that have offered me comfort. All three of them were new to me....

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    lenten journal: altar

    by  • March 5, 2016 • grief, lenten journal, poetry • 5 Comments

    The Madeleine L’Engle book that has been one of my Lenten companions is called A Stone for a Pillow, and centers around the story of Jacob. As a result, the idea of an altar has been on my mind, which has led me to repeated listening to one of my favorite songs by my...

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    lenten journal: weather

    by  • February 23, 2016 • grief, lenten journal, poetry • 5 Comments

    weather report yes, there’s a certain sadness in the tears of a late night rain, the showers of memories, now caught in tiny sidewalk ponds— and I’m stepping around them, wishing you would call to say you saw the storm on the news, them ask about the weather as if our lives depended on...

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    lenten journal: number

    by  • February 11, 2016 • grief, lenten journal, love, time • 5 Comments

    “Teach us to number our days so that we can have a wise heart.” Psalm 90:12 (CEB) I can’t read that verse without hearing the piano introduction to “Seasons of Love” from the musical RENT, followed by the voices: five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes five hundred twenty five thousand moments so...

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    the last time

    by  • February 6, 2016 • family, grief, poetry • 10 Comments

    the last time you showed up, I didn’t know what to expect. you kicked in the door, filled the room with a dead chill . . . surprise attack: a stroke, a call, a funeral; and then miles of ache and absence, but not this time. she made choices; we made choices. we had...

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    my eulogy for my mother

    by  • January 24, 2016 • family, grief • 18 Comments

    Here are the words I spoke at my mother’s funeral: When my father died, I adapted a poem I had written for him a few years earlier, which allowed me to tell his story, express my feelings, and get through the whole thing without breaking down here at the podium. To my disadvantage today,...

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