Thursday, April 30, 2015

An Excerpt, A Passage

. . . .
To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

 In Blackwater woods, Mary Oliver.

Sweetness: I'm going to miss your happy chattering. You were a very good Girl.