• indian summer

    by  • October 4, 2013 • grief, hope • 7 Comments

    october is warming up
    like august — two months ago
    where we stood in a summer
    cemetery singing gospel songs
    and saying goodbye


    grief, I think, is hot — not cold
    a burning, swarming absence
    that gets under your skin
    and won’t let you find
    a cool place to relax

    these feelings are as old as
    the weather; the heaviness
    is humbling when I see others
    who have carried the weight
    far longer than I . . .

    and this is my story
    I am the last one left with
    the name we both carried
    the family resemblance
    even through changes

    in this season little feels
    reliable beyond loss and love
    still we keep moving
    through the deceptive heat
    and the warm shadows



    Blogging since December 2005


    7 Responses to indian summer

    1. Charles Smith
      October 4, 2013 at 9:07 am

      wow. were you writing about you or me? aside from the “name” reference, I think I could have penned the same words…although not as eloquently. Had you on my mind yesterday as I began my sermon. The title is “Re-Membering,” and I will send it to you when completed. Love you Uncle Milty!

    2. October 4, 2013 at 9:10 am

      Thanks, Charles. Thinking of you, too, particularly today on your parents’ anniversary.


    3. Eva Gilarde
      October 4, 2013 at 9:21 am


    4. October 4, 2013 at 10:00 am

      Beautiful words. Still praying for you. Grief stays fresh a long time. Love and miss you!

      • October 4, 2013 at 12:20 pm

        Thanks, Susan. Grief, it seems, stays for the rest of the journey.


    5. Petgy Post
      October 5, 2013 at 2:56 pm

      Milton, I am so inspired by each of your blogs. Your Dad and Mom were special friends while at Westbury Baptist and I agree grief does stay for the rest of the journey

    6. Karen Wiseman
      October 8, 2013 at 1:35 pm

      I always look forward to your thoughtful words, made close by the wonder of the internet. I’m in a place where I keep bumping up against the reality of my parents’ aging… so I thank you for some insights along the way.
      stumbled on this just this morning:
      thank you again

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