In November: Death and Anniversary

In between the 24th and the 27th

A death and an anniversary

A mother and a marriage

A letting go, a remaking


In the dark time, the fog deep,

The air damp, visibility down,

Smell of earth and decay

Still digesting death


In Memoriam:

Florence Boyd-Graham

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