All the Way from There to Here
What I remember best
of the four years of watching
in Greece and Denmark
and London and Greece is Linda
making lunch.
Her blondeness and ivory coming up
out of the blue Aegean.
Linda walking with me daily
across the island from Monolithos
to ThÃra and back.
That’s what I remember most of death:
the gentleness of us
in that bare Greek Eden,
the beauty
as the marriage steadily failed.
Jack Gilbert
Posted over on The Tao That Can Be Named
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