May 18, 2021

Words, the valley, and grief.

Words, all my life, words. 

The Sacramento Valley goes 

on and on, far 

beyond my sight. Room 

for everything 

that I could ever say. 


The COVID virus, like nightfall, 

is making its way around the world. 

can just manage not giving in to fear, 

but grief? How does one handle the grief 

for thousands? Here, as I write, 

it is sunrise, and the light is golden 

as it tops the dark green pines to my east. 

Lovely, so lovely.


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