Wednesday, 25 April 2007

Bearing Us Away by Taylor Graham

Nothing is certain but death and
questions. How many of those
we wish to ask the newly departed –
the secrets they take with them,
all those things they tried to mention
when we weren’t listening.
How my sister loved horses, and I
could only hear hoofbeats
beneath me. How the earth rings now,
metal making divots in soil
under the reverberating grass.

Taylor Graham, California, USA.

1 comment:

Crafty Green Poet said...

The hoofbeats here are so haunting.