Elegy for Mary

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It’s cold today
though the sun rises
as usual.

Routine
binds together days
and keeps my gaze
firmly fixed on
here and now.

First coffee,
then showered and dressed
I start another commute
down wet roads,
through misty
grey hills;

but today I stop
and think of you
your gentle laugh, the joy
buried In a cold Ohio field

and my throat tightens.

I can’t breathe, my eyes blur
until deeply sighing
I whisper the prayer
you taught me

and again see
the living world
with unclouded eyes

and go on.

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