She has died at the age of 82.
Wait
In paradise every
the desert wind is rising
third thought
in hell there are no thoughts
is of earth
sand screams against your government
issued tent hell’s noise
in your nostrils crawl
into your ear-shell
wrap yourself in no-thought
wait no place for the little lyric
wedding-ring glint the reason why
on earth
they never told you
More poems from Rich, here.
And recordings, here.
2 comments:
Jonathan,
Great Story. We need your writing style contact me if you're free.
Kelsi Roy
kroy@sweetfox.com
I haven't read her in years, but nothing like having great writers die for you to want to reread them. You can't help dwelling a bit on the fact that they will not be writing another written word. My last great mourning was for Updike.
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