Thursday, September 24, 2009
"Death is only bad because it's like sunset,
or a long eclipse..."
You always made the difficult
seem simple, and though
I've learned that simplicity
is hardest of all,
we followed you easily
for a while, one word at a time.
Now there will only be
the long eclipse you spoke of;
but if poems are a bit like stars
at least you left us a skyfull.
Posted over on News From Nowhere
from THE SLEEP OF GRASS: A Tribute in Poetry to William Stafford.