been sitting with a lot of grief lately.
not as much my own, but just grief in general.
reading eulogy after obituary after dedication
imagining the conversations that remain incomplete in our world today
somehow made simultaneously more trivial and more significant
by the abandon of meaning in our worlds today.
on some days, desperate for a sliver of sensefulness,
i wonder if that’s what we are
carriers of meaning,
distilling the critical mass of wisdom from our ancestry
and the pieces of the puzzle seen from our vantage points in relation to everyone else’s
into nuggets of conversations
passing on the torch of foolishness through this senseless relay we call
14 april, 2021