Thursday, September 18, 2008

Carol, My Knight in a Red Convertible, d. 1965

You never lived to see these times, my dear Carol, these ways in which we can place loss in a larger place. Oh, those times in your small car in the parking lot of Queens College, when we cut classes to pour dreams into each other. I have carried this image of you throughout the life I was given beyond yours, up and down many stairs, many streets, and over oceans and continents. You have been my deepest loss, but here all your tender strength shines on and you are strong.

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