Lawrence Hall
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Like
an Autopsy on a Dear Friend
I’m amputating limbs in late
October heat
Grateful to this friend who gave
me so much:
Those first green leaves and
blossoms in the spring
Deeper greens through summer,
and apples in season
Something went wrong in the
winter, and she didn’t awaken
The summer passed with its more
pressing chores
And only now can I cut my friend
apart
Into sweet billets for the
winter fires
She will be with me this
Christmas in comforting flame
And then return to Creation,
from whence she came
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