Hazel – by Steve Walter

Hazel (I)

All the time she’s alive
she’s still alive
and I can hold back the tears.

Of course
that endless moment
has to come.

It will be an ellipsis,
something will go on…

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Hazel (II)

I carry remains in a plastic bag
to the funeral office –
the clothes you wore
to your husband’s cremation –
the directors tell me
you will be coming in today.

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My head, a lake of unspent tears…