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She stood beside me for years, or was it a moment? I cannot remember. Maybe I loved her, maybe I didn’t. There was a house, and then no house. There were trees, but none remain. You, whose moments are gone, who drift like smoke in the afterlife, tell me something, tell me anything.
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“In the Afterlife” by Mark Strand, found in his final book Almost Invisible.
The photograph: County Kerry, Ireland.
Jessica said:
Sad.
jrbenjamin said:
Again though, that’s not a bad thing. The poem itself is beautiful, and beautiful things are never totally depressing.
I don’t think Strand’s stuff is for everyone. I happen to really identify with the moods he projects.
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Silverheels said:
What is the sad part? Life, death, reality? Strand simply put down what is going on in most of our lives in a beautiful way.