memoriam
By Robert Chastain
he died in the war
she tells me
in that forever way of women
in that drawn out way of
still
searching day by day
still
trying to know
what that means
in that way of
slowed down time
the way it was
those many years ago
when it was the first time
she said it
to herself
Thank you for the picture and the poem, Barbara.
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