(two from Nancy Hanks)

The loss of Harry Grimes

The loss of my mama last year

the coming loss of my daddy

and my brother and me and you

Somehow I am grateful for this loss

without loss we don’t move forward

without loss we don’t gain

We’re building a new way of being

On a dark creepy dingy dirty path with lots of muck and mire

We’re pitching a new game

Pitching in a new game

Creating the game

Trying to make a way forward

Plowing new fields

New Fields

New Doctor Fields

 

We’ve built a crazy patchwork quilt

Hopefully

Others will keep patching and quilting

Quilting and patching

Hopefully

Thank you for all you have done and are doing and will do through others