i To JHSG ~ 18.12.26-13.01.08 In all our lifetime of letters I never kept but a single one - the repartee in ink, back and forth stretching across county lines through rifts, gaps of emotion I never said but they were like hand holds the looked for, longed for certain proof of the unforgotten dressed as news, beautifully scripted too in Waterman's royal blue All the more prized those last vestiges of words upbeat in illness, broken by a fall apologetic and unsteady the cursive yet still that familiar closure "Fondest love now and forever" what else could your epitaph be - my letter of thanks, forgiveness an amnesty
ii To DT ~ 20.06.48-19.9.22 After our together years the ever after parting comes a first and last letter my card, your rejoinder healing words from the sick bed and what a summation with death abiding, a distillation all that we failed to mention the dones and the left undones. There've been incidental meetings thoughtful, proxy memos a florist's card or word of mouth missives relayed by others. All these and so much more, I now store against your absence.
A somewhat sad last post kind of post but it’s Open Link Night over at dVerse where anything goes since the topic is unprompted
I am so deeply sorry for your loss, Laura. Please accept my condolences. This is a beautiful and moving poem.
two losses years apart and joined by the theme – one invoked the other. Thanks Sanaa
It is so rare that we write letters these days, but having such last letters of parting would be a treasure and something to keep… I am so sorry for your loss.
letters have gained in value for their sparsity and these two especially
Laura, I am so sorry for your loss. Sending you love and light. Your words are so heartfelt and stunning.
thanks Linda and for hosting tonight these losses and more are starting to be commonplace with age and hence final words in these letters meant so much
Yes, I’m right there with you. But no matter how many, each brings their own unique sorrow.
One never knows with poems, whether thy reflect the writer’s actual experience or are invented, but going by the previous comments, I gather this is very personal. Loss is always so very hard. Having something tangible, like letters, mementos, or possessions, are a bittersweet medicine for a very great pain. I’m sorry.
–Shay
the initials and dates on the letters are a clue -“bittersweet medicine ” very apt term Shay
Laura, the first one conveys a sense of fondness as well as a bit of objectivity as the loss occurred a while ago. I love all the details of Waterman’s royal blue, the unsteady cursive…
The second loss is recent and conveys more pain, especially as in…”I now store against your absence.”
I always believe sharing pain/loss mitigates it a bit.
thank you for your astute and gentle views of the two
You are welcome.
I, once again, deeply moved by your writing. Words that seem to speak to/of a silent aspect of my soul. May your memories embrace you with loving-kindness.
how heartening Brenda and very kind – thank you
So beautiful, yet so devastatingly final — but still they stand in memoriam. Splendid piece Laura, so moving! 🙂✌🏼❤️
many thanks Rob – moving memoriums is what I’d hoped
So much warmth in your words. A hand written letter is a precious thing. Something to hold when the empty space looms too large to comprehend. (K)
what an insightful comment – thank you K
A most interesting poetic approach. It is what is lost in in translation of two souls that often is too late found… forever left unsaid.
nice one Dwight ‘lost in the translation of two souls’
Thank you Laura.
Letter writing itself is an antique occupation, casting sere light on heartfelt occupations, almost as if they are most real in their other world. A fine exploration here, revealing and folded at once.
so true – most real in their other world makes it possible to speak these poems
p.s. I have only just discovered your prompts at earthweal and plan to join in sometimes soon
Both so moving, my dear Laura. Losing loved ones is never easy and your letters have a heartbreaking finality… not sure if my words are right. So sorry for your losses.
your words are always ‘right’ Marina – thank you for your appreciation and condolence
My heart aches to hear your pain,
LindaLaura. May the solace found in letters/cards/”healing words”, and the memories they hold, never lose their warmth and potency.thank you Dora – the solace remains
A great close Laura to remember her by. Heart-felt condolences Ma’am!
Hank
two people here Hank – I remember them both with joy and sadness
Quite beautiful. and quite sad, not only for the personal loss, but for the loss of correspondence such as this.
so true – it shows how vital letter writing can be