Merril hosts Prosery Monday in the dVerse Poets Pub. She has chosen a line from Ada Limon's
"The Magnificent Frigatebird" to insert into our prose:
“I have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself.”
I imagine him, a world away. We’ve never stood in the same room, heard each other’s laughter, yet I’ve known him deeper than many.
Ours is a friendship born of poetry, hearts laid bare through thousands of typed conversations.
And now, his body betrays him. His words have slowed, turned inward. He tells me gently, the time is near. And I sit here, oceans away, unable to reach across the vastness except with trembling words.
"I have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself" he wrote, resigned to what comes. But I know better. He has soared all these years, in the space between us.
I won't know how to be in a world where he isn't a few keystrokes away. My ever-present friend, you will always be part of the poetry of my life.