Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

I lost a good friend today and it’s snowing.
What does it mean to write such things?
My friend knew why we ask
He loved the life to come
Though I only know dimly
This body and the one tomorrow—
Strange garment wishing
It will fit—Lord our protector
May we by chance or grace
Feel the day after with heart
As we depend on you
Not in heaven but here
In April snow
No birds singing.

Author: skuusisto

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

One thought on “Elegy”

  1. You are the first thing I read today
    We can only see dimly
    Because our minds are ridiculously
    Strange. And occluded. We see
    A thousand things. Confused
    by complexity
    We warble like children in
    The quiet snow


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