Praise be for things that end, passages of time that gather, blossom and conclude. A last meal together, farewells. Some finely woven passage folds like old linen into chests of memory. Shared photographs, scraps of scenes requested or recalled, then silence. A certain neatness. No contacts that dribble on for years of dutiful holiday cards until someone dies or moves away. Let things rest in peace, vivid as jewels in the ornate frame of time
Sharon Scholl is a retired college professor who convenes a gathering of poets and serves on arts and civic boards. Her latest chapbook, Seasons, is available via Amazon. Her website freeprintmusic.com gives free music to small liberal churches. Individual poems are current in Third Wednesday and Ravensperch online.