We miss you
in stiller moments
the tree still there as reminder
showy this Spring for one so small
after all it's just five years
your students all gone too
gone and forgotten
there's a fox though that never fails
to mark the spot
44 little words for Grace’s Quadrille #31: Still
i like the thought of the little tree blooming a showy tribute…and the fox leaving its mark. Lovely obit, Laura.
the tree always catches my attention – and the fox too!
The tree, the snow, the memory… nicely pulled together.
thank you – it came together out of stillness prompt which took me by surprise!
The still moments really pack on the memories. I like the tree as reminder and the fox that visits.
the fox adds a touch of movement to the stillness 🙂
I’ve always loved the idea of planting a tree in remembrance. ❤
absolutely – in perpetuum
Poignant and touching tribute. Love the understated language here.
That’s just the tone I hoped the reader would pick up on – thank you Barry
This is lovely… especially the fox added so much to this poignant piece…
Thank you – Wondered if it was Ted Hughes ‘thought fox’ that enlivened the poem
Nice remembrance and even the fox remembers. The tree appears to be healthy.
Gets plenty of water Frank – the stuff of life!
Trees are not still, not static, but they seem to be. Maybe because we are always on the move, always changing, always…
absolutely Adriana but they understand stillness – hence we humans practice Zhàn zhuāng – stand like a tree
How a tree can remember and become showy every spring ~ Love the delicate emotion of stillness ~
thank you Grace – I like memorial trees for the way they still continue 🙂
I did not understand who the students were. Was the tree planted over a deceased pet?
in memory of a deceased teacher. the tree is included in the urban fox’s rounds!
Thank you. “To my teacher” could be a title then. And so sad that all his/her students have also died. Certainly a memory tree.
too literal for me Sabio – this is a memo to self and perhaps to all of us about how readily we forget our teachers and their teachings. Also an underwritten reference to how our lives “are like a line drawn in water” as the yogis say. Lots to say in just 44 words – don’t get me started on the fox!
A true story? it’s touching and hopeful, at the same time that it’s melancholy. You have a gift for describing mood and place.
Thank you for a lovely remark. A true spot of memorial tree – and there is a wandering fox – the rest poetic conjecture.