Mish has us dancing our way to Poetry [and Poetics] in the Pub this fine day!
I lost a dear friend, a former co-worker, world-wide travel buddy, dance partner, confidant. On January 9th. Gordon passed in his sleep in a place he loved, Sri Lanka, while visiting a family he had known since living with them as an exchange student his senior year of high school.
This one's for you Gordon.
i dance the dance eternal
i dance to dull the pain
nothing else makes sense
this loss i feel to the
depth of my being
we've a ballroom of memories
we left footprints on the floor of time
dances of joy mixed with dances of tears
i cherish our dance
the many thousands of steps we took
together, forever, my friend