This is a post written by
a friend in Romania called Mary Katerine. It is written in memory of her
grandfather who passed away a year ago. My condolences go out to Mary and her
family and I am honoring her request to have this put up here on the blog
The Bilge Master
Emptiness
You know the emptiness
Of the sad room
You used to live in?
The emptiness
Of those left behind
Trying to
figure out
How to live their lives?
The emptiness
Of the book I gave you
Before you died
And of the characters
You never got to meet?
The emptiness
Of the love paralyzed,
Of the tears wept
When you had to leave?
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