Disremembering you
how grieving a death makes
bird song
less
Or the only song
More than siren
Than weed eater
Than mower though
Mowing is death’s
Artifice before renewal
Buddha-like lightened
If not en-
Another stone dropped
By Selina / news
More horrible than /
As if death
Were not enough
Grief not enough
Without shock / “the
Gory scene” / further
Unveiled in which
Sina’s lost—again--
To details to
How we tell
Stories as rise
And fall emphasis
On fall on
Failure to resolve
The scene in
Sweetness why could
We not have
Stopped you where
You stood that moment
Before entering death’s
Theater your host
A parasite armed
With planned rage
And we chorus
Members sunk in
Amber talking talking
Never moving toward
Because we’re stuck
In time’s passage
Proust’s PTSD madeleine
Memory carves us
Up eats itself
Then leaves us
Dis-memoried and blank
(opening by Deborah Meadows, from “Dear Henry”)
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