Elegy for a Writer

Only Bread, Only light

I walked in slow circles

Around the cathedral

(Insert city)

Now you know

How it is

Calling the moon

Getting lost


Of algebra


Of jazz


Gypsy lace



What does it matter


Dying is hard

Or easy?



Opened shops


To their churches

& people set out


To the day

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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